he made me stop in the middle of the blowjob to turn the tv towrds him. i then proceeded when he stopped me again to get him the remote. fuck me.
we watched a tutorial on how to do guidette makeup
My new excuse for sleeping with him was in celebration of his cat's birthday.
The homeless ppl in LA are great. Theres sum guy that makes all of his clothes out of tighty whitey underwear. He makes bags out of them 2. Presumably 2 hold more underwear.
We can talk tomorrow when we're both alert. My mind is somewhere else right now.
Where's it at?
In your pants.
at the last minute we also decided to throw an egg in the beer bong. and he drank it, shell and all.
Overslept. So hungover. Apparently texting the first person in my contact list the time I would like to wake up is not how the alarm clock in my phone actually works.
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
And then he serenaded me with "Pimps don't cry" from 'The Other Guys'. If that's not love I'm not sure what is
At IHOP. It feels weird and sad that your cleavage isn't here for me to try to toss paper wads into.
You were a hurricane of blowjobs and glitter makeup. You came out of the closet and took the house down with it
It's 1am and I'm on LSD and I have diarrhea in a Dunkin Donuts. Help me
i need to get drunk because i'm an angry sober
He took off all my clothes, fingered me, than said "would you be more comfortable if I was naked too?"
Got any extra dick over there? I’m running low
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