i hope S**** or M***** or someone took note of the fact that i was drinking popov like water and could no longer form sentences. i mean, dont get me wrong i had been thinking about boning R*** long before my sobriety left the picture but the number of reasons not to, outweighed the temptation and without sir robert burnett as R***'s wingman, it would have never happened
also i tucked his toothbrush in my shirt. why? i dont know.
After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
I will show your tits more attention than Michael Jackson's death.
If I had a motorized wheelchair, I'd just chase the squirrels on campus all day.
And then i had a penis in each hand. It was magical.
just to let you know, its not cheating if i cant feel my hands.
No, no, no. Fuck you. I took a glass blowing class solely to learn how to make that bong. You shattered it and my dreams in a matter of five seconds.
he stopped midthrust to put on his sex playlist and the first song was 'can you feel the love tonight'
where do you find these guys?
you started looking at my couch laughing and saying to it "she thinks I'm talking to you" then proceeded to laugh and talk to the couch some more.
There are eight sets of guys I've made out with who have the same name. It's like noah's ark in my mouth.
The cleaning lady has a form she makes me sign every time she finds me passed out in my office so she can keep track of how much to charge me each month for keeping quiet about it.
Sorry about the confusion with the nudes last night that was rude
FUUUCK. sunburned vagina. this is the worst day ever. i'm not leaving my room until it peels.
i have to pee so bad and he is sleeping and idk where the bathroom or my clothes are!!!
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