You know, I didn't realize this at the time, but it appears that I am being "heavily petted" by 3 grown men in that pic.
If these were biblical times then you'd be a Roman Senator.
Ooooh. That's not a mole. Uncomfortable.
I woke up and went to my kitchen naked and decided I wanted a fruit cup. Ate said fruit cup. Look over and notice my male neighbor is staring at me
She asked if my windows were tinted enough for road head.
If people don't want my drunken phone call then TAKE YOUR FUCKING NUMER OFF OF FACEBOOK, like it's just that easy...
I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it had something to do with pool sex.
I'm a lady, I can't pee on the ceiling. Even I don't have that power.
151 hangover. Need apocalypse.
Told some guy to hold your weave while you "tried" to kick his girlfriends ass...
I think the saddest part about my sex life is that most of it is pity sex.
I think we r still a few steps from ex sex. In fact, that's never going to happen. I'm just saying on the seething-chemical-fire-of-emotional-distress-to-post -relationship-intercourse scale, I'm closer to fucking than throttling. Progress is fun.
The fact that me being able to walk down stairs is an accomplishment in my books pretty much explains how I am
Speaking of, what are you doing next weekend? I'm going to a rope bondage seminar and may need a partner if my date bails.
Godammit I caught my hair on fire taking a bong rip
Looks like the opera singer hook up is paying off. Ran into the MILF from 407 and she said “your lady friend sounded like a very lucky girl.”
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