After we hooked up, he left the room and no one has seen him since last night. That kid redefined hit it and quit it.
My walk of shame was far more interesting today. He's moving and was cleaning out his apartment, so not only was I carrying my clothes, I also walked away with 4 bottles of cheap wine and a jar of ragu.
Atty had lunch with DA and confirmed I am not the target of the investigation. No word on anything else
Cognac is not meant to be taken in shots. I just wanted you to know the desperation of last night.
I demanded respect from my fuck buddy. Drunk me is not fun.
I don't even want to think about the kind of person who would shit in the street before 10pm on a Sunday.
I like to take my ritalin one pill at a time with each pill spaced out a couple minutes so I feel like I'm going super saiyan when they kick in.
He professed his love for me while I danced on a picnic table with a bottle of Absolut. I said thank you and walked away.
This stranger told me I should "start playing for the other team" and then continued to talk to me about the joys of being a lesbian
i think she just faxed a picture of her vag from the office copy machine... i mean what kind of sexting is that... wait is that even legal???
We were all in the pool and he showed up with a pitcher of margarita. Everyone swam over to him. He poured it directly into our mouths like we were a Sea World act.
I found him in the kitchen singing German metal into a banana while simultaneously mixing brownie batter. He didn't have any pants on.
Like did he really think I just hit him up for dick !? It's 11:30 am , these ain't hoe hours
He sent me a picture of his cock that seemed to indicate that we were still on good terms.
I woke up with your bra on, and some guys boxers. I'm in a random truck, in the middle of nowhere...
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