so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
When i tried to give you something that wasn't tequila...like water....you kept saying it was against your religion.
I've always been the spiritual type.
I accidentally screamed the wrong name last night. He stopped for a second, said "fuck it, you're too hot to care," and then continued fucking me.
This is part your fault too. Don't tell me your dishes are unbreakable and not expect me to prove you wrong.
I just woke up in his house on his bathroom floor with an IV in my arm.
I have pictures of you scratching against the sliding glass door on your knees screaming how you felt like a lamb.
I think my cats understand what porn is. And it's all my fault.
He's acting like I should like him more than vodka and Taco Bell, but I just don't ser that happening.
Did you have ill-advised lesbian sex on the deathbed of their relationship?
Of course. Go big or go home.
You're my fucking queen.
painting my nails while super high-drunk. Ended up painting my entire hands. Both.
Though I do have to question why i found you and my brother passed out on his bedroom floor, no clothing between you except his tie wrapped around your dick
Don't know how your birthday has been, but mine has involved Hershey's syrup and a blowie. It's safe to say you're playing catch up.
Do you think I can get away with quoting Work Bitch by Britney Spears in my speech?
well ya only live once...
that cant be your answer for every horrible thing you do
He is a real estate investor who’s face I’m going to sit on.
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