My boyfriend texted me as I was texting some random hookup from last night. His text: "Morning baby" My response: "Your cum is in my hair"
I haven't seen any of my friends sober in months. We have classes together.
riding the spinning bikes at the rec after Valentines Day was a baaddddd idea
You sucked on the drag queens heel. It got that rough.
He's hinting that I'm starting to be kicked out of their blunt rides, I can feel it.
They drank shots out of my cleavage. Surprisingly, the one who did the best was a gay guy.
I've said it before and I'll say it again: your tits are a danger to gay men everywhere.
Apparently he crashed because 3 different girls were trying to give him road head at the same time.
I think they were making kool-aid in my bed. There is lots of sugar and my hands and face are stained blue.
Just because you have put things in my vagina does not mean you know me
He said something last night about making crepes, but after getting pissed on in bed, I question everything.
I'M GOING TO FUCK AN ENTIRE ORCHESTRA AND NOTHING CAN STOP ME
The band club does not count as an orchestra
It wasn't until I lost my earring that I realized "I've been here before". Turns out we fucked a year ago. We've decided to make it a tradition.
It's not even a normal fucking affair I've found myself in. It's a fucking bdsm clusterfuck.
I CAN SEE SO MANY PENISES. There are so many visible penises here.
Where are you???
Yoga class :(
He really is. Owns his own house and has more than one towel!
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