Was just hit on by a guy with 2 kids and one was named Rocky. I need to get out of Buena Park.
It was laundry day and I was wearing last xmas undies. he took one look and went...you's a ho, ho, ho. my response you ask? for less dough, dough, dough. I'm a slut.
with a sacreligious after taste.
Adams eating in the shower, he says it's one of his favorite places to eat. Btw it's milanos he's eating, he says he loves italy too.
we all know badassery is carried on the XX chromosome
I've blown him so many times I feel like I have a better relationship with his dick than I do with him.
For some reason I have a hard time believing getting drunk and recreating a movie about singing transvestites is ever very far from a situation you're in.
Unless you consider jello shots food the answer is no there is no dinner here. When u get food get more wine too tired of you coming over drinking all my booze and destroying my vagina
it went ok. then he slept in a parking lot and took me out for a picnic the next day. boys are confusing.
RE-DICK-YOU-LUSSSSS
That's me emphasizing the ridiculous
I don't see how you can turn down creme brulee and orgasms
Dude we gotta go back to your cabin. left glenn. he's calling me crying and still drunk
You act like tequila is some sort of sex juice
I sent him a tex saying, "I thought my intentions were clear" drunk me has some balls.
So the makeout sesh? Not so great. His stubble rubbed my face raw, he tried to push me towards auto-erotic asphyxiation, and he licked my forehead. Twice.
He gave me an ambien and I woke up with a raw chicken bone in my purse. I have no idea why but I hope I put it in his butt
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