somehow, due in part to drug cocktail and alchl prior to meeting, i blacked out, got home, made total mess of kitchen, broke shower, and made 17 hard boiled eggs
if i were to get pulled over right now, the only thing i would be guilty of is listening to 90's Mariah Carey
Just getting around to doing laundry. Jesus there's a lot of blood on my birthday dress.
I wouldnt consider it a good Wednesday if there wasn't any projectile vomit involved
he said he would handcuff me to his penis. thats not even possible. i want to go home.
Remember me drinking the vodka from in between your legs?
I texted him that I wanted to be more than fuck buddies so when I came over he gave me a punch card. He takes me I dinner every 10 fucks.
I'm not sure I can continue to condone our having sex in all of your friends' beds
Honestly, I want an afternoon of mild abuse, mixed with face fucking and general molestation that turns in love making, laughter and cinnamon toast crunch naked in bed.
New fact of life: getting Becca high never helps any situation at all ever.
At least you got some excitement going on, you got weed and might die tonight, I'm just sitting here bored as fuck.
I pretty much just wake up, masturbate at least twice, and go to the beach. #Unemployed. I do look for jobs in between all that tho.
She's just a lonely cunt and i hope she stays that way for the rest of her fucking life.
This seems like an over reaction to someone eating your fries.
i had a flashback to you roaring like a dying tiger and then throwing your wallet (maybe?) at the cat in the living room and saying "you're the only adult that lives here take all my money"
He ate me out while I was playing bejeweled. It was the greatest moment of my life.
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