So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
im pretty sure vibrators are the best invention since dinosaur chicken nuggets
he said "you're pretty" then i made out with him. thats all it took
we've been together for three years, and i still get excited when i know i'm going to give him a blow job. it's that kind of love
He bought me dinner. He gave me his jacket when I was cold. And then ate me out in the passenger sear of the car.
Everything was going great until my fake mustache fell off when we started making out.
We are without power. He took ALL the lightbulbs out and hid them.
Dude, she got "I party too much" skinny. She looks like a recovering drug addict.
Dammit now I'm pissed. Its like I am torn between two worlds. A world of girls, and a world of people punching other people in the head. Both are just so beautiful.
Hiding the dark circles under my eyes this morning was like trying to hide a Beached Whale on the Couch eating Pita chips.
I'm to the point where I'm fantasizing about Iron Chefs going down on me.
I woke up and my backpack was empty. He used me for sex, and back to school supplies.
I just want to buy drugs without having to pay an arm and a leg for it. Is that a horrible thing to ask for?
I mean, it's not like you can exactly complain to the manager and higher ups about it.
This is a long quiet interstate without somebody to sext.
I have acquired a mango...tonight is successful so far
Her name is susan
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