I was thinking about him in the shower then i get out of the shower and there was a text from him
its like he has a camera inside of my shower that looks into my brain
before we even ate breakfast we'd found an eighth of weed in some old purse she never uses. it was gone by lunch
Got some good news and bad news about the hayride this weekend.
The good news is its still on, the bad news is we don't have any hay. The best news, if you drink enough you won't give a fuck that its just a trailer.
first one here with a pint of chicken lo mein, aspirin, and diet green tea ginger ale, gets a full effort bj the day after tomorrow.
Well. Turns up no one actually knows who that kid was. Came in, said happy fathers day, chilled for a while, then left.
They should make a traveling bouncer service to remove unwanted people from your house without getting the cops involved. That sums up my Friday.
Walk back down Church toward Mass Ave. Take a right and head for the guy in a kilt on top of the really tall unicycle. C u soon!
In your drunken glory you promised me, tongue, 12 naked pics, and 1,800 breakfasts.
True love: he brought me a margarita while I was n the shower. He's a keeper.
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
There was this blissful moment of peace and quiet... then you ran past our window with a lit firecracker in hand going, "SHIT. SHIT. SHIT!"
I also slapped not one but two bananas on the ass, twerked in public, and I think I made out with someone
I'm fucking sick of guys. I think I'm going to date myself. No drama. And I know I'll always put out.
We should have a mid-burrito sex-break, too. Just so we don't get too full all at once
Good point.
I AM SMARTER THAN EVERY FUCKBOY WHO HAS EVER SWIPED LEFT ON ME
Randomize
