we were fucking and all I could think about is how my silly bands were glowing in the dark.
I'm pretty sure he's lost all respect for me. it probably happened somewhere around the time i had officially slept with every single one of his friends..
i know and i thought i was only capable of loving dick and drugs, im so happy
I just very easily got pretty high off of one bowl of shitty dirt weed. I'm a sad excuse for who I used to be.
He visits one Denver strip club and now hes moving there
Anddon't worry about me I have my Darth Vader flashlight
Stealing, and booze. If only you added meaningless sex with random people you would have wrapped all your life passions together
He also reminds me slightly of a pirate which i find strangely attractive
I'm handling the NHL draft worse than getting dumped this week
I'll accept that I'm a woo girl. Just not the drunk cowboy hat wearing bar mongering twat bag type
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
Sooooooo, can scratch getting a pelvic exam by a man dressed as Woody from Toy Story off my list.
You need to write an essay about this experience.
He was even wearing the hat.
I have tasted many bathrooms
Woke up in a car, do you own a silver car parked a few miles form the house...hope so
HE CALLED HIMSELF HOT BAR GUY.
If I remember correctly he wasn’t
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