the guy I was hooking up with asked me if he could wear a guerilla suit during sex.
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
he quoted cool runnings while we were having sex: feel the rythm,feel the rhyme, get on up, its bobsled time
Just getting around to doing laundry. Jesus there's a lot of blood on my birthday dress.
You told me alcohol would be the death of you then ordered 10 shots of tequila.
Why is there blood and lettuce everywhere?
Getting up is taking longer than anticipated. Alcoholic fish bowls have made getting out of bed a multitstep process.
I just remember going to take a piss and looking down on the floor and thinking "that looks comfortable" and then I was out.
I didn't have the heart to tell him that the reason my vagina was so "prelubricated" was because I had just had another gentleman caller an hour earlier. So, when he commented about how turned on I appeared, I just went with it.
My mom just offered to be my designated driver tonight. I love being an adult.
I should probably drink beer instead of rum today so I don't end up naked in my living room while I still have guest.
They've taken all the lighthearted fun out of S&M.
I actually had to apologize for "being too aggressive about harry potter"
as much as I don't like snorting drugs, I would totally be fine with someone doing a line off my ass. that's just a whole new up
She rode me like a jockey on that tiny couch. Then we spooned.
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