I feel like I've been hit by a train. I woke up this morning covered in wine, free condoms, and a sign language dictionary.
just threw up nine times in the shower.. solid night last night.
This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
I cannot believe I said bareback movement...
Monday: I just need a drink Tuesday: OMG no more this week! Wednesday: oh shit how'd I get drunk Thursday: I'm glad you've stopped the pretenses
I think he offered to cook me dinner or cook me for dinner. Not really sure. Just smiled and nodded.
I need a Jamo leash. Just tie it to my wrist and every time you see me reaching for a shot of it, just yank my hand away
somebody should make me the poster child for not drinking everclear..
I'm just going to ride dicks all the way to the to the gates of hell
I am in serious pain and you're making dick jokes. I hope you wind up with crotch rot.
Next time you have him paint you an outfit so you can do you walk the street naked TAKE A SHOWER BEFORE YOU GET IN THE BED. MY sheets look like like an acid trip
after stripping the bed and soaking it with the "pet spot remover" I have, I decided in the best interest of my mattress and our drunk friends bladders, i should invest in rubber sheets.
WHY HAVE SO MANY THING GONE IN MY BUTT ON THIS TRIP
Is it bad I have to get shitty ass drunk on a Monday night because I can't adult?
Fuck it, i havent messed around in half a year. I have sexual tension with a fire hydrant.
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