i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i still was a whore
Apparently I also called my credit card company to demand a credit limit increase. I'm so content with not drinking another 60 days
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
It's been a wonderful constant drunkeness. We played Marco polo with some random like 8 yr olds in the kiddie pool.
we had a ceremony where you passed your fake id onto me in the middle of the bar. i was on my knees and you presented it to me. i don't think the bartenders were suspicious though
Eh, not fuck buddies. I prefer sexercise partner.
"Let's chug a beer then make out" doesn't sound as nice, but it would prob make him cum right there.
That's the kind of break up sex that keeps couples together. Damn.
He said he wanted to go to France " just to piss in the nice areas". I want to fuck him.
I have been referring to it as "thanks for getting out of me day" all week. Do you think they will still take me to brunch tomorrow?
I'll pick you up. Avoid slightly awkward no-we're-not-dating-but-I'm-still-screwing-your-son-after-2-years parental run-ins.
My little brother found me on Instagram. If I'm not already the shame of my family, I'm about to be.
She's on her period. You don't know what fear is.
The minute he showed me his Mumford and sons tattoo is the minute i could literally feel my pussy dry up
Im so sorry for peeing on your chest.
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