I have this horrible feeling I'm going to blackout tonight & only be able to say 'wasabi bobby' over & over again.
C thinks vomiting on the batroom floor = reaon not to party. Lies. Party continues.
I don't even know what he looks like, all i've seen of him is his dick
the rest of him looks just as crooked
After grabbing my boob for a couple minutes he then decides to ask me if I was awake.
He cut part of his finger off. It was a consolation blow job.
and my attempt at hiding my drunkness from my parents included walking into the wall as soon as they let me into the house.
My life now consists of 2 time frames. BV before vibrator and AD after death of my sex life.
His dad asked what he was doing so he texted his FATHER a picture of me wearing his shirt in his bed.
I was busy. But now I'm about to consume alcohol and chicken. We shall see where this takes us. Maybe to the moon, maybe to the floor. I have no idea.
I didn't pay for a single drink 'help me I'm poor' was my drink pickup line. it totally worked.
He held the beaver pelt from the fireplace over my crotch and asked his friend "she look familiar now?", he then remembered my name.
Aaaaaaand, there's the title of my second book. "One Dick. Six Angles."
Well thank god i want six autographed copies
I called you a cum goblin in my voicemail. I stand by it.
What do you mean? Just eat his food and have sex with him. Unless you want a relationship, then just eat his food.
I think he's only dating me for my ass...
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