I really like you and I'm tired of just hooking up. I want you be my boyfriend.
Uhh, I'm not breaking up with my girlfriend to be with you.
Having an 'SDSU Mom' sticker is just like say 'Hi, my daughter has an std"
We've had the 'life would be so much better if we were both lesbians' conversation too much for that to be okay.
Ordered weed last night from the delivery service, and who showed up...my old real estate broker. He said, "this is less stressful." Duh.
Still can't decide which I'm more disappointed about: the blow job I gave him or the donuts I ate after.
I don't think he grasps the fact that I would much rather he finish inside me than on my $400 Anthropolgie bedspread
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
Blew a line and having a jolly rancher... the day is looking up.
Potato salad is not cupcake ingredient
Anne I just took two ambiens. I think my body is melting into my blow up bed. Like a stick of butter just slowly melting. And I'm alright. Don't be afraid. I'll be alright.
I think that thing where I have 2 boyfriends is happening again
yea but i missed the pot and poured the boiling water on my dick. shit hurts. aint nothin easy about that mac
he just left the suite without pants on wrapped in Christmas lights
I also need to get my life together but instead I just eat spoonfuls of Nutella. We can't win 'em all
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
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