He considered it romantic when he told me mid-blow job that no matter what happens, he will "never forget how good of a dick I suck". Verbatim.
My google history shows every combination of "red lobster cheesy biscuits" possible.
On my way home I stopped at target and bought beer and galoshes. I am a planner.
i yelled at him for a little and we ended up fucking in a random tennis court.
Ladystoner tip: if eyes are bloodshot, lime green eyeliner makes them appear less red. its basic artt.
Im sitting in church with a backpack full of beer bottles. This is friendship.
"Shots" of grape juice. I fucking hate Utah soooo fucking much.
I feel like somebody ate me, then shit me into my bed.
My class coordinator for bio told us that the only thing we should do the night before an exam is to get laid. And then party down after the exam. I like him.
I ate the last cupcake. I'm sorry. It was in the refrigerator mocking me. So I ate it. And it was glorious. But I'm sorry.
Yeah I just don't know how I feel about my fuck buddy coming to work at my dads office with me.
Note to self: don't practice nerdy white girl dance choreography in the company bathrooms no matter how nice the huge mirrors and lighting are.
What a way to start the day. Staring at penis for 3 hours
It's pretty much my favorite thing ever
So here I am, sexting at work.
I need to find a divorced guy with a boat and let my tits do the talking
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