so while we were having sex, he stuck it in my but, and when he finished he goes next time can we have anal. i don't know if that means im tight or my butt hole is loose, i choose to think the first one
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
Well, find something you can use as a snorkel and be aware of your surroundings.
God, for the last time, no I did not break my nose doing a keg-stand just for a nose job.
I keep telling myself last night was not real, not real, not real. Then I remember I can't move. This hangover is too fucking real.
He pulled a condom out of his satchel and i questioned my entire life.
WTF YOU SHOULDNT BREAK A SWEAT TAKING A SHIT. MY BODY HATES ME.
I no longer believe that the road to self esteem is through his penis.
So the woman who sold us weed at the park is pregnant. With another small child. And the basket she used to carry the joints is decorated with Barney stickers.
She's like a yuppie Nancy Botwin. She just gets better and better.
Yea. I feel great. My life is great. My job isn't as shitty. And my daddy loves me. I love strip clubs. Great self esteem boost.
"There should be some kind of award for sleeping with your ex 9 times in 3 days."
There is no way to say this. Dude, I peed your bed. No questions, no answers. My flight leaves in 30 minutes. Use my detergent. Also, THE VODKA IN THE FRIDGE IS YOURS.
We kept having to tell you that you couldn't just sit wherever you wanted at Walmart. Sitting in the middle of the raw meat section was unacceptable and children were staring at you.
I just made the same noise looking at my salami sandwich as I do hooking up with you.
Now I know Sunday Funday means fucking till you loose your voice.
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