It was laundry day and I was wearing last xmas undies. he took one look and went...you's a ho, ho, ho. my response you ask? for less dough, dough, dough. I'm a slut.
with a sacreligious after taste.
Pick my eyebrow is burning. I'm sitting in the back of dolows vat and listening to jolly music and wilfgang is signing and looking food. Cute kid. Home is where I go now.
what. the. fuck.
when she asked where we met, i said the liquor store. the next words out of moms mouth? 'oh that's real promising molly'
I was just counting ceiling tiles when he ate me out, it was that bad.
He wasn't there when I woke up so I left him a heart shaped line before I left.
My lips are sealed. Both pairs.
I feel like letting the same guy who shot him dig the pellet out of his leg with a pocket knife was the bigger mistake
He made me meet him in the baby department of walmart where he was waiting with his pregnant girlfriend. Time for a new dealer
I am ina trunk. Iam in a trunnnnnjkk. I hope its yours. Oh manomanomano. Thids better be your trunk
When are you not under some influence?
Since last Tuesday...yesterday.
I'm never waking up next to someone after sex again. It's alllll downhill from there.
I BIT YOU IN THE DINING ROOM. I bit you and you crunched
I tolerate his mediocre drunk sex for the mind blowing morning sex. More than worth it.
Well. Now I feel like I put pants on for nothing.
Ignore him I am the one that wears the pants in the relationship while "the big man" cries in bed
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