haha i think we're both just down to be fuck buddies..but i do have a hickey and a bit of a big lip and fucking burns on my knees..note to self hooking up on a golf course is NOT that exciting
Myspace is for pedophiles and tweakers in the 818 trying to hook up. I always forget theres music there too
so i woke up this morning covered in mail. none of it is mine.
There are drunk kids outside our building hugging that cop that's always on his bike as he's citing them for public drunkenness. It's not even 11 am.
She kicked in my bedroom door in only high-heals with a bottle of wine, announcing it was "cock-o-clock"
There's still helium in the tank I found in the garbage outside the bar!
we broke the bed, curtan rods, a dresser drawer, and unless I didn't notice it before, we put a hole in the wall. This is why he and I have to fuck in motels.
I think the "tmi" ship sailed a long time ago, and it took our dignities with it..
I'm standing up, for my all my brothers and sisters, and fighting against whiskey dick.
I was so horny last night, I failed to let him know about my current bed bug infestation.
DAMN HIS BEARD AND ABILITY TO USE TOOLS ON A LADDER!!
He stopped mid-fuck to explain his choice in pillows. HE WAS STILL IN ME!
He let me eat chexmix while we fucked... I think I love him.
If you get banged by this bartender you know you can't be mad at me right? Its the rules.
I just want a man in my bed on a regular basis, who cuddles, and who I can also occasionally hang out with outside of my bedroom. Is that too much to ask for?
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