you kept wiggling your finger at everybody at the party telling us this is how he fingered me. you seemed pretty upset about it.
I told her at least we still had each other. That's when she started crying.
Most of the time people just stick whatever they want in my mouth. Thanks for letting me decide this time
My drug dealer just made me a sandwich at the local deli. Starting to question his street cred.
I had to brake up with him.
In my experience drinking helps.
You dont want to know why?
Not really. I want to drink.
The worst part was I wasn't conscious enough to move out of the way, I knew i was being puked on but I couldn't move.
red lips, whiskey sips, shaking hips, nipple slips. my life as a rap song.
Living room floor. I asked him to give me a back rub. He did. And smoothly transitioned that to foreplay, then basically threw me on the floor. My vagina hurts. He deserves another Christmas present.
I had sex on a dinosaur comforter, tell me that does not define my life.
A guy was over-the-skirt fingering me on the dance floor and I stopped him to sensually rap in his ear. So that was my Halloweekend
He gave me my financial savings if I invested with him while I was giving him a bj.
Went as "Party on, Wayne." And left as, "Partied out Wayne in a foot boot with new medical bills." Fuck Halloween...and vodka.
I know where his drugs are but not my pants
I learned tonight while in another country that no matter the nationality, men are disappointing in bed
Can’t. Tonight’s a netflix and dick night
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