i either got mauled last night by a velociraptor or an angry lipstick lesbian. could have been both
i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
my coke dealer is running a Black Friday special
I have no idea what i drank..i remember dancing and ass grabbing..u falling. Headbutts. Trying not to puke. And deja vu.
He asked me to touch his mustache. Should I go home with him?
Good news. Hiccups are gone. Bad news. I had to set the bathroom rug on fire to get rid of them. Don't come home until the fire truck leaves.
Thanks, girl! That means a lot. I can't wait to share my jail stories with you over salad and cupcakes.
he gave me a thermos so I could take my coffee with my on drive of shame. I was unexpectedly grateful...
I'm just crazy horny about you
I don't know if trying Molly for the first time before my flight was an awesome or aweful idea
I immediately regret the tequila decision.
His dick is so big it could be an arm rest.
I was mad at him...then I jerked off. Now I'm over it. Orgasms fix everything, I swear.
Well, I was giving him a handy and I sighed in boredom. He heard. I had to fake moaning sounds after he asked if I sighed.
Reverse road head. Sa-witch!!!
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