The way you explained my vagina was exactly the way I would of described my breakfast burrito.
I opened my browser to a doctor page titled "serious pain under left side of ribcage". Last night must have been healthy.
chatroulette drinking game turned into a foursome.
After New Year's Eve I will be hibernating my life away. Only wake me up for skiing, schnapps, and sex. In that order.
having someone tell me to "prepare my vagina" is not really something I want to hear..
How can I not totally like a guy that told me my boobs were too big for me to be taught how to play golf?
i just keep picturing us drunk surrounded by kittens.
So it turns out that my mom and her dad used to hook up when they were our age
Never been so glad that I look so much like my dad that there's no question as to my paternity
I told her to to let go of her rationtal thoughts and just enjoy the fact that i was going down on her till she passed out from sheer orgasmic pleasure.
I'm sitting here with a heating pad and a fan on me eating snow caps off of my boobs
I didn't even mind that he came early I just wanted to get eaten out and cuddle
Someone called asking about the gate code and I said "hashtag" for # instead of "pound." Ugh. I feel so dirty.
Considering what happened last night and how horrible I feel, I look amazing
We have such a parasitic relationship. But the kind where the parasite benefits from the relationship. Like the pilot fish and a shark. The fish gets the leftover food scraps from the shark and the shark gets a free bath from it.
that's so insightful.
The abomination is in progress. At least one barista side eyed me and the other has fear in her eyes
Randomize
