Definitely locked eyes with the stripper who gave me a lapdance last night as she walked by me and into the Ann Taylor Loft in Times Square.
you fucked my boyfriend. margarita girls night will not fix this.
i think he saw me take a picture of his dick
Its so fun. We're having a music war with the boat next to us. They have strippers.
I found your knife. It was stuck in my bedroom ceiling.
I was laying there trying to sleep and then he sat up, took out his dick, and put it on my shoulder. It wasn't even hard- it was just casually perched.
I'm rearranging all my life goals to become a billionaire by 28 and batman by 30. Not kidding.
it's like getting dryhumped by a chainsaw in the very best possible way
He wanted me to blow him while he did curls and looked at himself in the mirror. Not sure if gay or ego maniac.
well he never texted me back and the pizza I took my rage out didn't deserve such malice
I know I come to this conclusion on a fairly regular basis but I really do need a babysitter
It makes my nipple hurt just thinking about it.
Date with Air Force guy was nice btw. And for my next trick I'll talk him into fucking me in his fighter jet at 30,000 ft.
And by "sexually intimate," you mean fuck buddies?
My apartment stinks of burning failure
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