it's 4 am, i'm drinkin beer and re-drywalling my bathroom. this could possibly be a bad idea.
puked in the new hous. now it's officially home.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
So he told me he didn't have a condom, paused, and then said "so, pulling out" and tried to high five me.
The guy is drinking 5 bottles of beer in a juice pitcher. Fucking amazing.
I'm sick of being the only unemployed member of the group. Doing things alone isn't partying. Its sad.
And they were awkwardly all over each other in a Christian way.
I feel like I got hit by a truck. Or a baby dinosaur. One of them ran over my body and then stuck me in a blender of fire and storm clouds
I just don't know the best way to tell him I think I saw him in a porn. I mean I got off to it, isn't there some level of awkwardness there?
You should have thought about how you were going to treat me before having me take photos of your asshole.
No dude, I'm not naming my kid after your beard
you can't let guys come on your chest and then hog my blanket
I had a meltdown and you quoted Puddle of Mudd to me
Well my normal tinder strategy of "Will I have sex with her when I'm sober" has been paying off
In honor of Super Tuesday, we should have the sex tonight.
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