It's been five and a half years since she and my brother stopped dating. I feel like that's a long enough grace period. Going for it.
Sunscreen. In my vag. I hate summer sex.
I'm sitting the next couple hours out. Puking in a potted plant really put shit into perspective for me.
He spent 6 hours at the ER after crashing a motorcycle and still came to the bar, Ofcourse I went home with him. He's my hero.
I just did the math, I've had 8 hours of sleep in the last 3 days. Not sure if that means I am dedicated to my sex life or my job...
He had to carry me to the car. But then sat with me and waited for me to sober up enough to have sex. He's a keeper.
He just climbed off me and used my hairspray to fix his hair. If he hadn't just gone down on me I would think he's gay.
If he's the sort of guy that will fuck in a public restroom, he's the sort of guy that will cheat on his gf. I'm goin for it.
All I am going to say is this: I woke up with lots of bruises on my knees from running around on all fours being a 'dinosaur'. Either girls night in went terribly wrong or terribly right.
Im in my back seat in my own drive way with two beers left to shotgun and watching the sunrise. Am I over her yet?
She just asked me if I was going to stay the night. I responded "I know that we are upside down".
The smoothie place is closed, but the liquor store is open and wine is kinda like a smoothie.
unless you want this visit to have a different tone... more romantic, less molly in a hotel room
i was really depressed when i left the health dept this morning after i had to write a higher number next to "partners" than "age"
He was wearing a diaper to the party. I've never felt like such a creep in my life.
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