I just found a porn show called cleavagefield. no i am not watching.
she sang that "this little piggy song" to my balls. and somehow made it work, with me only having two balls instead of five.
the girl I was having sex with just mumbled victory for msu during sex. i love basketball season
I'm hoping to finish this bottle of wine before I pass out, I don't want the remainder spilling on my white down comforter.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
Theme for your birthday? Beer olympics in S&M costumes? Sounds like a nice little saturday
i just looked in the mirror i look like i'm about to film a PSA about prostitution
Dude. I realize why I got sick. 8 shots three beers in an hour. Plus I ate an expired lunchable earlier.
Some chick asked if she could eat me because I'm dressed as a taco. I introduced her to RJ. Best Wingman.
His dick is as big as my 7" heels... Awkwardness is forgotten.
I took it upon myself to take one shot of tequila to have an excuse for hitting on my not-single coworker. It worked.
just for future reference, lake water is NOT mix for hard stuff. nor is it an adequate substitute.
It feels so wrong having a picture of my tits next to a picture of my daughter.
After a beer I realize now I may have shared too much about my obsession with ghosts with my therapist this morning.
Got my period and a UTI on the same day. Fuck you, Sunday.
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