I haven't gotten laid in forever. I'm obsessed. I imagine I this is how Ethopians feel about food.
we may have ended up at a gay bar on accident. we're gonna work this to get free drinks.
They turned the water off again. Brushed my teeth with whats left from those pitchers of mojitos. So hung over i dont even care.
came home to a trail of roses from the door halfway up the stairs. but my nonsingle roommate lives downstairs. idk if they celebrated on the stairs or if some girl tried to woo me last night and i don't remember
I had one glass of wine then passed out for 4 hours. It's like I'm having a quarter-life crisis.
I swear I can't go out anymore. It's like he put a GPS in my dick. I don't know if I should feel awkward or proud...
I'd like to believe that in some alternate universe we are living this wonderful lesbian life together..
Looks better than the half a blow job I got the other night which I had to finish myself. From a chick I refer to simply as "mom jeans".
But I REALLY want to hide my crazy for as long as possible with him so he'll date me.
I'm home now if you wanna come over.
Sloane just tried to lick my eyeball. I'm going to regain my composure then I'll be there.
The hair on my legs is officially flapping in the breeze when I walk. I must say, being single does have perks and this is one of them.
When you leave ur sleepover boy on ur front porch waiting for a cab bc work
Self reach around competition is what the Olympics has been missing all along. A true test of athleticism.
What a way to start the day. Staring at penis for 3 hours
It's pretty much my favorite thing ever
I haven't even lived here for 24 hours yet, and I've already banged someone. My new hoe life is off to a great start.
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