I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
On a list of weird places to get a bj, how weird is in the basement of a pharmacy
its mom's weekend..did we need to couger proof the apt?
you can feel better about your life now. i slept with a guy who has gold teeth
He just walked into my room in a robe with a cooking pot of cereal.
It was perfect I came I passed out in his comfortable bed then a glass of jack Daniels fell from the bed post and spilled all over my face
We sat on the porch laughing about hilarious the sunrise was. And that we can do drugs again in the morning, thank god
At orientation, some girl is asking, loudly, where she can get weed. Everyone looks discussed but are paying very close attention to people's answers.
You take a step back sometimes and are like "when was the last time I was sober?" or "wow I need to stop putting everything in my vagina"
Is this an intervention?
He has silky zebra print sheets, which you would think he put on just for me, but the bed was unmade. Did I just sleep with a closet case??
I joined the mile high club last night. I ran a mile while high on coke. It was glorious
I think I'm at a stage of my life where I subconsciously purposefully fuck everything up just to see if I can find a way out of it.
I can't believe I'm coordinating a threesome at work. My productivity is at an all time low.
That girl is like a master class on how to be an unlovable crazy person.
Is it sad that my idea of a quality foursome would involve one person eating me out while the other two rub my feet?
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