im typing and i feel like my hands are on backwards.
Stop texting me, I'm right here.
4 words: hood of his car
At some point I made a semi-conscious decision that i was okay with sleeping in my own vomit.
a hangover this bad deserves a feeding tube
Oh and fyi, I've been drinking and about to do free weights. I'll late you know how this goes.
I'm still seeing blue. who wrote on my bare nipple?
wellllllll.... I literally just puked in my mouth so perhaps this is not the epic love connection I believed it to be 3 minutes ago.
I left for five minutes and Chris wound up half in women's clothes, half naked. And the naked half was covered in shamrock stickers.
He wanted me to strip for him. I told him that we aren't at that serious of a fuck buddy relationship yet
Just figured out my hair is long enough to tie my wrists together. . .get over here NOW!
I'm in my onesie attempting to spoon-feed myself cold soup. I'm playing freeze tag with my hangover. My hangover's winning.
Lol yeah. Because I just woke him up to blow him for being hot.
Wish me luck. My vagina needs it.
May his noodley appendage touch you.
He pretended his dick was a samurai sword and that he was slaying me with it is it bad I still wanted him to fuck me
I peed in front of kids, unfortunately
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