Either these are mashed potatoes in my pants, or I was drunker than I thought.
oh well at that point I was already depressed with life because I had watched the bratz movie.
I asked him how he was going to celebrate tomorrow and he said "tits, clits, and bong hits"
I managed to lose everything but my socks.. which stayed on all 6 times we had sex.
I made him sleep with a condom on and i passed out on the carpet with only a bra on.
Is it bad of me to apply as a night shift counselor at a boys orphanage purely because of how laid that would get me at bars?
nothing can ever be as bad as the night i blacked out, updated my fb status to i need a pity fuck and then passed out for 13 hours.
No really tho I'm wearing a chucky cheese shirt and yoga pants. If that doesn't scream no sex idk what does
We did a lot of coke and Bedazzled the couch. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Today is an "outside sex" kind of day.
He's all enlightened and liberal. My next beefcake will be much more Neanderthal.
If I'm going to keep blacking out this much I need to start taking more pictures.
When I finally came to, I was in the DJ booth wearing his headphones while he was spinning. That's all I got.
I think it's your fault my nipples aren't sensitive anymore.
Profesor just winked at me. This class might be easier than I thought
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