Hey sorry for feelin' up your date. Sadly, this is a mass txt.
On my arm I have 12 dashes, and below is written "plus 2 pretty stout whiskey drinks, so, you be the judge"
so I woke up without pants, but my cardigan was still on and fully buttoned. curious.
TOMORROW NIGHT CAN I HOLD YOU LIKE A BABY
And before you get all mad cause I said "nipples," I actually discarded "you are so wet right now" and "you have such a raging clit-on right now."
That's called being sensitive.
there's a guy in the del taco parking lot doing pushups. let's be his friends
Druken naked yoga : jus another ploy to keep your husbands eye in check
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
She told me about it right after. She said she was scared I would be disappointed. And I was, but I pretended not to be. Which pretty much sums up our relationship.
He professed his love for me while I danced on a picnic table with a bottle of Absolut. I said thank you and walked away.
I spent the day drinking wine and meditating. I'm zen as fuck.
I'm the catering manager, it's not my job to stop 2 teenagers from fucking in the bathroom. I couldn't bring myself to stop that sort of young romance anyway, that's what I pay you people for
This conversation went from me banging other women's husbands to learning about baked goods. If that isn't personal growth I don't know what is.
I'm like the total package- I don't want a relationship and I have daddy issues. What more could he want?
Now I am free. And I want to go meet men. My phone deleted all my contacts, and I consider this to be a new beginning. With a new man in my phone book.
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