Moan for me like Helen Keller
doing washington apple shots with my mom. sunday afternoons suddenly got so much better.
Changed my mind. Wearing a dress. Casual, with a side of breasts.
I got to find out the airplane alcohol limit, and somehow I made it through the flight.
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
I'll just have to do enough fangirling for the both of us. Nipples engaged.
If you die first, I'm going to sleep with a pallbearer at your funeral.
Well five day drinking adventure in appreciation of cinco de drinko under the belt, great way to start may
I believe in using alcohol to heal from the inside. Not as a topical solution.
So many Oreos I'm regretting this decision already but I'm happy at the same time...The straddle is real
Struggle. Not straddle. I'm not straddling anyone.
you can't let guys come on your chest and then hog my blanket
Good friends chat about sex - great friends ask about safe words.
he drove over two hours to fuck me and came in 3 minutes. he got mad when I asked him if it was worth it...
I just did my taxes to sober up, I'm THAT hungover
Dont you look at me in that tone of voice
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