After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
Skanksgiving break is awesome already... pilgrim and indian roleplay tonight.
better question... why wasnt i wearing a cape the previous 20 years of my life???
he texted me at 3am asking for "one of my famous blowjobs"
tell me there's a reason my bed smells like paint thinner
It might have taken me 30 minutes but I finally finished the toast I made. That hungover.
If you can count on one hand the number of times you have actually, truly nearly died this month, then you are not really living yet.
He gave me twenty cool ranch tacos and declared, drunk, " Look, I do good"
You were ¾ of the way through the first pitcher of margaritas then you turned to me and said "Wow I can barely taste the vodka!" And then…….
...Then...
Then I told you margaritas are made with tequila not vodka. You whipped the pitcher at the wall and ordered another one
I'm trying to find some better sex background music so his neighbors don't hate us. This is tedious.
You know darned well I have a well-documented weakness for redheads, Subway and hand-drawn graphic novels.
I just got CPR certified, don't make me need these skills so soon
Had a vaginal orgasm. I feel like I made sex my bitch.
And here I am, playing fetch with my cat at two in the morning.
Sent. All. My. Texts. Like. This. Last. Night. Thank. You. Weed. Also. Had. A. Dream. About. A. Serial. Killer. That. Killed. Everyone. Except. Me. And.
Randomize
