I'm gunna smoke cigs today. I feel like I'm in that powerful and gritty mood which requires them
I'm drunk at a fancy martini bar, wearing jeans, drinking cheap vodka that I brought in my purse. Got thrown out of court for using my cell phone. All in all calling Thursday a success.
I just remembered before I gave him head I couldn't find a hair tie and he offered to hold my hair up. Maybe we were wrong.. Maybe he does have a heart.
I didn't know people actually cried after sex.
They nicknamed me the gargoyle. Sex with me is getting gargoyled. The last one I fucked yelled "gargoyle me" for dirty talk. I think fucking me is part of their pledging initiation. Somewhat OK with this.
She deep throated me and when I woke up she made me pizza. I was full of emotions I started to cry.
And then she apologized after the blow job for being too sick to deep throat. I'm in love..
Oh btw I took the eighth out of the plastic wrap so I could use it to wrap my red pepper. This can be seen as either pathetic or resourceful.
My three rules on what I'm wearing tonight. Something short, something see through, and something i had sex in.
let's just say I never want to get pulled over and have to explain to the cop why I'm wearing a false beard again.
Seriously insulted!! You can not share my dick pick with your gay brother. He won't quit poking me on fb
My life hurts
I woke up 30 minutes away from the bar, my car was at a train station, and when I got home all I got was the speechless head shake
Your vagina felt like having sex with thanksgiving mashed potatoes. The best kind of mashed potatoes
I may have just masturbated while on hold with the IRS. don't judge me
Remind me to tell you about how I hit a tree with my car last night.
I'll be glad to.
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