I think I'm in Tiajuana
You are not in Tijuana. I saw you an hour ago
I could be
I told him I would sleep with him if he could name all the colors of the wind.
that coffee was exactly what I needed. Also whose awesome hat is on the couch with ear flaps? I wanna put my head in it
we talked for like an hour, i feel like we really bonded. i mean i was simultaneously giving him head but you get the point.
My dry heaving is complicating my ability to speak.
there is nothing more depressing than your birth control alarm going off while you're masturbating, and realizing you've been taking pointless precautions for over a month now.
Was he good-huge or like "what the fuck do i do with this"-huge
So we became Pizza Strippers- we stripped and asked for slices of pizza in return.
Just saw our highschool guidance counselor at the bar and he's taken six shots in the last hour. Those teenagers have fucking hardened him.
That's how all the girlfriends are. Oh he's a boy, no worries, then BAM. I blow their boyfriend.
Sincerely. Thanks. You could have thought of anyone sitting on your face but you chose me. :)
he appreciated my fucking vagina for two hours he can appreciate my honesty
I'm not getting off this floor. I love this floor
You know it's a good night when the word slut is imprinted on your ass and your hands smell like lube.
Theres a free llama on craigslist. Are you in or are you in?
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