I'm pretty sure I left my reasoning skills at home last night, and just brought anger and rage with me.
i don't care what she did to you. we are not having sex in front of your sister.
I was pretty stoned. I thought I needed a seatbelt at the restaurant.
We smoked a joint and talked about his parent's divorce. It was like being fifteen all over again.
hand shaped bruises on both boobs again....i wish i could say this is the first time.
I don't want to have to force feed him my vagina!!
She swung at the pinata with crutches
She made me sing happy birthday to myself at the urinal.
We told her to calm down. She said "I'm Buddha!". Then army crawled to the cooler for more vodka.
As an added realisation of today. If we used the last time I got laid as a conceiving date I would have a two week old baby. It's been too long...
Honestly you'd think more guys would be happy to date a cute female dealer, but apparently something about safety or whatever
I feel like my sexual preferences are just another sign that I am a 75 year old drag queen in a 29 year old woman's body.
Honestly, this is a first for me. I've always prided myself on my ability to pretend to get along with others.
How was the tequila? Are you making bad decisions yet?
He ate me out in the warehouse on a pallet of sunlight soap. I fucking love night shift!
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