another moral hangover. fuck.
i think i've said "don't judge me" 10+ times tonight... is that a bad thing?
yes
... don't judge me
We just all danced like dinosaurs in the center of the dance floor.
it appears as though my vagina has gotten the best of me again
after we had sex he went grocery shopping. at 6 am. i've never been more confused in my life
Theres a picture of you standing next to a John Wayne cardboard cutout that says dont drink and drive. your buddy is shirtless holding a beer and youre holding your keys up with marker on your face.
You're right. Single life welcomed me back with open arms. It's like it knew it wasnt going to be long when I left.
I love it. Like, more than my penis at the moment.
I just picked up a hitchhiker so karma will be on our side this weekend. Hahahahahaha
No.
Then he started caressing my eye brow. Like repetedly. For at least 15 minutes. It was strangely mesmerizing
I don't go out. I live in my room watching Bridget Jones and thanking my vibrator for existing.
Nice. The Governor's son bruised my vagina.
That's going to be the title of my memoir.
He pretended his dick was a samurai sword and that he was slaying me with it is it bad I still wanted him to fuck me
I told him I had the birth control implant in my arm and he looked me in the eyes, said "Science!" and came in me
Now I know Sunday Funday means fucking till you loose your voice.
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