party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
but his dog just died...ill send him an edible arrangement or a 6 pack or something
sometimes i wish i had a whole other life to spend on youtube
sometimes i look at this picture of your cock before i go to sleep, there's something comforting about it
his status popped up and said 'probably going to jail.' it took everything i had not to press the like button
I dont even care how hung over I am, and how shitty this bus ride will be. That was the best sex of my life and it's a beautiful morning.
well, the drug dealer I've been fucking the past 5 months gave me a chilis gift card for Christmas, so things are looking up.
well hes been the bathroom for like 15 mins so he either feels comfortable enough to puke/ shit in my apartment or he escaped out the window
I HAVEN'T FUCKED ANYONE IN FOREVER AND A HALF I DON'T DESERVE TO BE A TRASHY BLONDE
Come to Des Moines on Saturday, handcuff yourself to me and drink a bottle of vodka
He's probably the biggest I've seen outside of the porn I vehemently deny watching and he asks if I think he's too small
I'm stoned as hell watching the new Star Trek movie. My life is 110% better than it was an hour ago.
They don't have a Valentines Day card for the married guy I'm sleeping with. It can't use the words, love, soulmate, you're the only one for me...and obviously it can't be anything related to spending the day together because that's not happening.
This is like a walk of shame down memory lane.
Not sure if I should ask if I can have my underwear back or just avoid that all together.
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