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. =(
One person in the car. Three blizzards. Alot of judging.
She definitely looked like a troll, but I had take one for the team. Or at least thats what I keep telling myself
So idk if it's because I'm working out again or the coke, but I hit my target weight today. Whaaaat uuuup. Come and get me thanksgiving.
I'm the only one who goes to a bar and leaves with an extra twenty bucks and a pumpkin.
That BJ in the bathroom was definitely worth the $20 cover.
So it's official the pockets of my work apron exist solely for the purpose of secretly flipping off asshole customers and not losing my job.
My dry spell starts kindergarten this fall...
They grow up so fast.
After pissing all over her van its a lot easier to look her in the eye than I thought.
You know for a guy who frequently jumps into stuff without thinking it through, your can do spirit is lacking on this one
Ya know, one would think a restraining order would keep me from fucking my ex.
I love when Facebook suggests people I may know. Well, yeah, I know him. He's my drug dealer. Pretty sure I want to keep that relationship strictly professional.
after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
I'd send you a picture as proof but I want to marry him some day and that would be a deal breaker.
Hitting up all my dealers for my birthday grams is paying off
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