Yeah and Nick is shooting his loaded 9mm in his backyard.
Is it weird that I have contacts who i've classified as DO NOT ANSWER?
Lol no its called college
So...it's hour 4 of day 5 of week 7 of my internship, and so far all ive done is shred paper. all. day. long. it's like working for Enron.
All he did was lie there and used his hands to keep pace. He was like the metronome of sex.
all i seem to do anymore is lay around stoned, naked and eating mangoes
If I weren't her cousin I'd take advantage of her and this low point in her life.
He has in a pan: ten pieces of bacon, two cloves of garlic, an egg (not scrambled or hard boiled, just an egg) and frozen corn.
There's puke on my pillow. I'm still wearing my wedges. And I have a cab drivers number clutched in my fist.
I didn't get a chance to take any pics but the mental snapshot of her boyfriend calling her directly after we finished was a really special moment I wish I could properly share with you.
we were both freshly single and using each other as rebounds. most intense sex I've ever had. i felt like a grizzly bear emerging from hibernation in a whirlwind of sexual fury
I told him that I wanted his dick like I wanted a jumbo hot dog. There something wrong with my priorities
Just found an airplane bottle of whiskey and I didn't put it in my coffee. I think I deserve a little recognition this morning.
My sinuses still burn from snorting red wine last night.
Accent: check. Hot body: check. 8" dick: check. Feeds me biscuits in bed after rampant sex: check. Should I continue with my "Why I'm not coming back to the States" List?
you ass-dialed me while you were fucking my ex.
that was on purpose.
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