I went with the blow up doll and I'm glad I did.
I swear god or herbie drove my car home
so sad. i just ate the last good 'n' plenty out of the bottom of my purse.
is it still called a breakup if its your friends boyfriend that you have stopped sleeping with?
surgery went fine. i cant breath out of my right nostril though. lets not eat peas anymore when we are drunk.
i told you that I felt like my feet were melting into the ground and you starting blowing on them to put out the "invisible fire". thanks friend.
as you might have guessed from my lack of texts, the herpes have calmed down.
We talk about tequila and blow jobs the way that normal people talk about the news and the weather.
no strings attached, like you could fuck him and then throw him off a building right after
I sign my lease Thursday, I'm about to be released back into the wild.
I'll make missing person signs.
You're a good friend.
Nothing like waking up and having two guys who aren't your boyfriend talk to you about their hard dicks before 9 am.
He asked when the last time I had sex was. I had to look at the clock and respond "12 hours ago"
What's the plan?
Not sure. I think I'll take a dump on his windshield.
Somehow, you looked so classy chugging that bottle of wine last night.
She flirted with a pilot and a frat boy at the airport in Vegas and told our bartender his mask matched her panties so yeah I’d say she’s rebounding from the divorce
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