Ah, the precious few moments between when i wake up and when i realize why i'm sleeping on a treadmill.
All I could understand from his text was "hatchet" "soccer" & "bitch". its safe to say andy has had enough to drink & will be violent soon
I've reached the slutty point of no return. And it feels like multiple orgasms and coke lines
Oh you don't have to buy a shower curtain, I stole the one from her bathroom. It has dolphins on it.
I am the worst sexter. i actually told him .. if i had a penis, it would be hard right now. BTW thats a turn off.
Either I'm deep cleaning my apartment out of severe academic procrastination or I'm subconsciously nesting and need to take a pregnancy test.
we can fight about whose fault it is later....naked.
Everything smells like blood and olive oil.
Also I feel I should tell you last night when I came home I fell into my laundry hamper and woke up in a pile of my clothes
I finished masturbating now I'm eating french toast crunch. What is life, and what are friends.
He wore the same cologne as my orthodontist so all I could think about was how I hadn't worn my retainer in months
I just turned down a booty call because I'm having a Star Wars movie marathon
I'm so glad I can be everyone's guide to the world of fucked up kinks
Get ready for me I'm full of tequila and I want to be full of you next
oh and i figured out why we kept smelling vomit. ive got vomit on my socks. putting the heater on my feet was not the best of ideas.
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