So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Done. Eyebrows are waxed, entire body shaved
Sex on a trampoline was so worth getting a mosquito bite on my penis
I woke up this morning with gum gluing my ass cheeks together..
I can't decide if I actually want to know or not..
I'm reducing my diet to vodka and rice cakes.
I'm really tired of cleaning up my twitter the morning after
Well, that's a 3 inch weight lifted off of my vagina
im in the post action - pre consequence stage.
At the start of the night I was all 'come at me universe' and three hours later I was ordering an extra large pizza in bed in the dress I had gone out in. Well played universe.
He must have found my secret supply of blow and took a bump before we left the house. Rude.
He could of at least asked
Things are coming back to me in chunks. I vaguely remember signing a shirt that said 'I enjoy vagina'
I AM SO PROUD OF YOU
I have 35 pounds of pennies. Need any?
He saw me naked after our first date and still asked for a second.. so I think we’re doing good
He was laying on a lawn chair, fell off onto his stomach and asked, "where'd the stars go?" That high.
Same way I cope with everything else. With dildos, dunkin and depeche mode
Randomize
