Reason #84 I'm on my way to becoming a crazy cat lady: I called the police last night because I heard a noise and the cats were acting funny like they were trying to tell me something. The 3rd time the dispatcher repeated "the cats are acting funny?" I yelled and told her to have an officer ask the cats what happened.
Now there's vomit covered trash all over the front lawn. I feel accomplished
Somewhere during foreplay he said something about me only being with two other guys... I just went with it cause we have never had that conversation...
You should know me better than that. I don't whore around. I promise this is a blowjobs only kind of trip.
Nobody has seen her in 3 days. Should we call the cops or hope this is just another drunk Carmen San Diego game she's playing?
two questions - what stuff of mine was pawned and who has the pawn tickets.
Is her birthday actually on cinco de mayo? That makes so much sense
He meowed while sucking on my nipple, it got even weirder when he said he was trying to moo.
I can't give advice right now, I have a yeast infection.
I am rewearing my dress from last night. I only wore it for like two hours before fucking. And I took it off first so no cock contact. This is my new standard of cleanliness.
Access to a Target is paramount to my general happiness and self-worth.
I've decided I will have no shame for the things I don't remember doing.
The cat hopped on my bed and watched me masturbate naked with a vibrator. I've never felt more sorry in my entire life
It doesn't matter how nice the shirt you wore to the bar was, you still shouldn't have worn it to a job interview
send nudes
from the living room?
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