it wasn't lemon gatorade
at church Sunday morning I dropped an M&M down my dress and it landed in my bra. I fished it out and ate it. A lot of people saw me.
i always forget guys have bellybuttons
last night they convinced you that a sharpie was a new style of chap stick... so when you wake up, you might want to do something about that
we've been dating more than a month and i just realized there's no hair on his chest..
you've had sex with him. you must've seen him naked.
nah, i feel like naked sex would be getting too serious for us..
Its what jesus would do if there were bud light in his time. I feel obligated.
Steve is gonna hang his bear rug on the wall because he doesn't trust us not to have sex on it...
I definitely paid for a case and a fifth and all I got was 6 beers and a crown and coke. Wtf. Bar math sucks
My nephew just told me I smell like apathy and regret. Thats the hangover I'm dealing with
I paused mid sex to tell him I wished I'd taken up barrel racing so I could ride better.
Also we saw a clown getting arrested. Rochester is weird.
Koalas always seemed like really high little puppy kittens to me.
He's sweet and rough. A wonderful contradiction. He's the starburst of sex.
We haven't been trashed enough to shut down a bar together in four days. I'm starting to worry that we're growing apart.
Afterwards I drank a whole bottle of cake vodka in the bathtub while he was bawling his eyes out. Hands down weirdest hookup I've ever had.
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