I need a slap back to reality. Or at least a slap back to homosexuality
is it bad that i kinda- ok, reallyyy don't remember having sex with him last night?
i woke up naked with 27 half ripped $ bills in my bed from ripping them off the wall of the bar
so apparently the car got towed with me passed out in the back seat.
He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
you flashed my boyfriend last night so i tackled you to the floor. you may be a bit sore.
Sorry the STD update turned into an attempt at a bootycall, but at least we both know we're clean now
i'm in that phase where i'll swallow anything except food
You didn't act like you were blacked out yesterday...
I didn't know
Is your gma going to be okay with me passed out drunk on the ground
So now I can cross "have my ass be someone's phone background" off the bucket list. You know, if it was something I actually had wanted to happen.
IF I CANT STRIP TO SANTA BABY THEN WHY EVEN HAVE CHRISTMAS.
He's balder, I'm skinnier. I win. I. Win.
I don't know which is weirder: that she was old enough to have a live-in son close to my age, or that the woman he was with was close to hers
tell me about the fingering
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