Ew, dude I just walked in on my boss masturbating in the supply room at the restaurant. He didn't see me so I quickly shut the door and pretended like it didn't happen. And then literally five minutes later he came up to me and cupped my face with his hands and told me what a great employee I was. I got a promotion but I'm fucking scarred for life. I can't stop cringing.
There were so few words spoken that I'm not sure if it was make-up or break-up sex.
I don't not like him. It's just wierd talking to him because we both know I fucked his wife.
Lost my credit card. M has a bottle of blood in her pocket from a hobo.
Trying to take a shit right now to the beat of the fuckin drumcircle outside... It's not goin well
Woke up this morning with seven juice boxes under my pillow and an empty box of condoms In my pocket. Good night.
This essay is so getting done. I am spurred on by thoughts of test-driving your newly shaven face by sitting on it as soon as humanly possible.
Now if u will excuse me I have to go prep my vagina for this amazing sex filled weekend I'm about to encounter
your body is your temple. do you really want a bunch of dicks in your temple?
My talents include parallel parking and over reacting about absolutely everything.. And drinking..
Idk how much of a virgin he is but I'm tryna find out.
I would ride that face into the sunset
Our house drank 90 beers yesterday afternoon before 8pm so add that to the list
Just got up.... With the club stamp on my ass.... How did it got there????
I had to remind him last night as he had his arm around me, "We hook up, we don't cuddle!"
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