Sitting in the library lobby in the middle of exam week. Drunk. Dressed as santas slutty helper. Waiting for the student shuttle service. People are clapping for me as they walk by. Tell me how this isnt college
He went down on me and then slapped my ass saying "thanks for the confidence boost"... is this all I'm good for?
I don't know what I wash first. My body or my puke painted car. People are judging me as I drive by.
We shall study the pictures later and see if his penis is worth my time.
Did not foresee holding down food at work today to be a struggle today
I'm not gonna lie. The thing I miss the most about him right now is the air conditioned hotel rooms.
We get drunk and make out in different places. Is that what love is?
He should just accept that I want his dick and his friendship. Can't he understand that I don't do emotions?
I remember us getting kicked out of the bar, but neither of us know why. We woke up next to chicken bones on a plate with spoons, and my car has mud all over it including places where feet shouldn't be, like the speakers on the car door.
That sounds promising. I'm twerking to human nature.
i ran into the Jo the housecleaner earlier this morning. i mentioned i had a little hangover and she asked what the occasion was.. i replied "Tuesday" without thinking. she judged the shit out of me.
You don't have to buy me dinner, watch tv or even hang out if you don't want. Just fuck.
Note to self: dont wear a butt plug for several hours and then go gym and try and do squats
Your dick. My mouth. We have 20 minutes.
Between falling off a shelf on to a concrete floor and sex with you - i may never walk again.
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