i'm sure there's a big cosmic reason for things working out the way they did. like, now you have awesome images to masturbate to.
He's like the fucking Houdini of bras. Not only did I not feel him take it off I didn't find it until two days later.
part of it is the fact that im problem drinking, and the other part is my OCD wont let me leave the bottle half-empty.
The last thing I remember is pushing my way into the bathroom and dumping a 40 on him. We havent talked since.
we got 12 live crabs and then we got really stoned and know we're playing with the crabs. thats nom watermellon nom. now i'm plaing with a crap whos such a gentleman
You know how the doctor said I need to stop being vegan unless I find a way to get more protein? There's protein in beer. The doctor wants me to drink more beer.
I'm at some strange place in what feels like Mexico, high and getting tacos.
Thought about you all night last night, then I fucked the shit out of my boyfriend. Win win for me.
The internet is out at West Chester so I'm masturbating using my imagination. What is this, the fucking dark ages?
A dude was barking out of one of the buildings so I barked back and he goes, "Oh shit! She barked back! Come to room 803 I'll fuck you!"
I'm just now starting to feel better... I remembered sleeping on the floor. I was peeing and saw his rug and it looked so comfy
Just shared a bacon biscuit with my cat.... Life is weird for me right now
it was the kind of sex that I don't even know how my hair extentions are still in
My New Year's resolution consists of less weekday hangovers, more sex, and more money.
Our sex sesh was interrupted by a bunch of hobos fighting outside his apartment.
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