It's happening again. I feel like I'm under water and my heart beat matches "Teenage Wasteland"
So I put about 15 worms in the cuervo bottle. I don't think that's how it works but I feel like hallucinating by 11am
in the past 3 nights i've fucked a millionaire, a drug dealer and a civil engineer... i dont really have a "type" anymore
Sorry I didn't text you for coffee this morning...bad life decision Saturday sorta rolled into Monday...
He doesn't need to speak English. He needs to speak sex.
It was a karaoke bar combined with a liquor store and had a donkey pen in the back.
Keeping it classy as usual I see
I am making it a rule that only people I am comfortable around enough to not have to put a bra on are allowed for Sunday funday. I think that's a good rule for someone who started drinking alone at noon while everyone else here sipped their coffee.
He convinced the breakfast vendor to melt twix bars on bacon for me at 4am. He slurred every word. I think I found my prince charming.
No worries, I've prioritized my homework into "can do drunk" and "should be sober" categories. We're good.
What is more embarrassing, shitting yourself in Mexico or having sex in a forest preserve with a 19 yr old? This is crucial research.
I'm trying to arrange "Flawless" to come on as soon as I get up to leave the room after my thesis defense. Bow down bitches indeed.
I woke up this morning with my hand on his dick. That sneaky bastard.
Its really hard to get off when the googly eyes on your vibrator stare into your soul..
She told me the only rule was that I couldn't cum on her Batman blanket.
I know he’s married, but he’s still a guy with balls and a dick. He noticed my cleavage and stared at my ass. He’ll call.
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