i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
Just try to make good decisions...remember our convo we had about morals the other day?
Turn them off?
She was narrarating everything she did.. like while making toast.
She was so happy she found her sunglasses, that she blew me. Im now randomly hiding things of hers in hopes she'll find them and I'll get a repeat performance.
Considering he believes im part of the 2016 us curling team id say hes pretty drunk
So I told her I dislocated my shoulder and she said "well okay. I can either be on top or blow you."
Decisions, decisions.
We need somewhere to take these girls. Otherwise it's a orgy in the Mazda.
the last thing i remember saying is "hope you like body hair"
I can hear her moaning. I'm on some random guy's counter. He wanted me to cuddle but I said I didn't know how.
The ONE weekend I don't put anything up my nose, and it decides to bleed like crazy
I was expecting it to be of the "I am your vagina's reckoning" caliber.
now that we broke up we are playing hot potato with the cock ring.. Poor thing just needs a home
He brought me flowers and then spanked me with a Doctor Who paddle. Pretty good night, as these things go.
Awwwwwww!
another side note: i'm officially selling my underwear on the internet
i just wanna know who wrote "dibbz" on my ass?
Randomize
