Glad I put on jeans. You could measure my ass sweat with a rain guage.
I glued a penny on the door Tricia believes its Patrick Swayze haunting our apartment. Fuckin potheads.
I don't even want to talk about it, I'm traumatized. Even the dog knew to take advantage of the most intoxicated girl at the party...
Am I allowed to say that I would really enjoy blowing you again? Or does that fall into the "nothing changes between us" catagory?
This is one of those times where I really wish my vagina could tell me what happened last night.
he left his wallet here so lets treat ourselves to a lunch for the lack of penis we both had deal with
When did our fuck buddy relationship, turn into me babysitting his dog?
I'm convinced my penis is the only thing holding this relationship together.
I misjudged the power of my pelvic thrusting capabilities. His nose is broken. Thoughts?
It's a journey
And the destination is his penis?
Precisely.
Call me something sexy & ethnic. Like jasmine. But mystical too. Like Mermaid Jasmine. And throw Glitter somewhere in there too.
I've counted four places at work I need to get laid in. Come help me accomplish this.
Hey, I'm your guy
I used to sleep with a guy on the USA rugby team... He stole my credit card and my Hitman DVD. I'm more upset about the Hitman DVD..
Matt is trying to convince me that we have a deal where if I show him my tits he won't do cocaine. Apparently we shook hands on it?
Is that strawberry winking at me??
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