Just incase you were wondering, the count of ladies who have perioded on chairs at our fine restaurant is now at 3.
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
Bookstore boy and I went out, he came back here and I tried to fool around and he respects me too much blah blah I'm a predator.
There were gay boys and a jukebox. It was like god wanted me to.
My hanfda are one with the u niverse and I am cirretnly inhaling a couch
So I peed on what I thought was a wall while in nashville come to find out while running from the cop it was just a dark tinted window and the while bar witnessed me peeing
Add caroling to the list of things we need to do in an elevator
I have a breathe right strip stuck to my forehead, several inexplicable bruises and I think someone tried to paint my nails with glue, but I still have my Santa hat. I'm gonna call this one a success.
Also, I found your gauge.
I found it under my pillow like a gift from the Sex Fairy.
I think I'm going to give him a welcome back to single life blow job
You kept insisting you found queso that's better than oral sex
I signed the divorce papers. Can I get a blowjob now?
It turned from Netflix and chill to cringeworthy YouTube videos and chill. At least he's honest.
he's so sweet and its so cute. but I swear to fuck if I let my guard down and this was all a lie I am going to become a serial killer.
I sent him a tex saying, "I thought my intentions were clear" drunk me has some balls.
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