Lavender boy was great at seduction and crappy in bed.
I'm either going to be a Playboy Playmate or take over the world. Either way the world wins.
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
He likes Jesus. Game over.
Oooh wait, he just told me he was high.
I'm sitting next to some random guy in a gorilla suit drinking out of a bottle of vodka.
He's majoring in Religion
You have all been randomly chosen to participate in a new game called: how high was I? If you have any information about this or about where my clothing items went give me a shout. Thanks an good luck.
Why is there a chicken nugget nailed to my front door?
Also I feel I should tell you last night when I came home I fell into my laundry hamper and woke up in a pile of my clothes
He called me in the middle of the night to ask my shoe size. Apparently big feet would make me an unsatisfactory third for the threesome.
Obviously last night's theme was "Let's Make Bad Life Choices"
We popped the air mattress last night via sex and we just kept going but it feels like I have a bruise on every vertebrae
Well I'm over here squandering a fabulous hair day and radiant complexion
We single women of America need to make America great again by refusing to fuck anyone who supports Trump.
that awkward moment when you use blowjob jokes as a segue into coming out as bi
well...I was at work...until someone dropped dead during their performance of "I believe I can fly". It was karaoke night.
Randomize
