your room smells of hookers.
And success
idk why but i just wanna to have sex with the idea of him. i don't even wanna meet him.
I don't even know what he looks like, all i've seen of him is his dick
the rest of him looks just as crooked
.....then i was kicked out of my work christmas party......
it was like brushing your tongue but with a fucking long toothbrush.
She told me I had to leave by four. We fucked until six thirty and we are the champions played on the way home. Yeah god knew
I woke up and he had cut my bangs and put makeup on me.
I don't care how good they make you look, you've got to stop sleeping with gay guys.
We shall study the pictures later and see if his penis is worth my time.
Well I blew a guy I barely know in full view of a homeless camp. That's pretty tame for me.
I'm in the power napping at parties stage of my life
Then you better bring Starbucks and a box of condoms in the morning.
Oh shit. This is getting real.
I don't know what happened. His phone, shirt, shoes, and the condom wrapper are here but he isn't. I don't even know how to get a hold of him right now
I miss using glorious as an adjective. I'm gonna start doing that again. And I'm gonna try to get cuntatrosphe in there some more, too.
Oh like it's the first time I've had a bowl of wine
he told me he wanted me to go see his cat. apparently i was more interested in playing with his cat then having sex.
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