just went to get groceries. a cashier said she saw me last night. i guess i carried a broom back from the party and swept the street the whole walk back...and i claimed to be in the cast of wicked
we are cooking lunchables pizzas on a fire pit.
Because of no shave november, it's no boys december... pay back
I made her dinner: Beefaroni with grated parmesan cheese on top. Luckily she showed up drunk and gave me head, "For spending so much time preparing."
I'll be honest with you, my dick was out at that point in time.
I don't care if he's straight, his cock will be in my mouth by midnight. Like a closeted Cinderella.
It looks like sephora exploded on his dick, so i assumed I was the second girl that gave him head that night.
Most violent shit of my life. New Years resolution of eating better is already kicking me in the face.
Well, I tried to shit into my refrigerator. It was a rough night.
He walked straight into the wall, said "excuse me ma'am" and continued back to his dorm room.
Stoned, and eating Doritos, and reading about lesbians for class. This is the life.
Nothing like coaching 5 year olds with a bunch of visible bruises from last night's drunk bondage sex.
It's like the bat signal. He only texts me when I'm naked.
Grateful to be alive soliciting dick pics. Thankful i'm alive for these little things and especially these big ones too.
The fact our science teacher from high school was buying us drinks and hitting on me doesn't matter.
Randomize
