If your still trying to figure out the moment I stopped caring; it was the point in which you said "I really wasn't sure whose baby it was"
he/she has shaved legs and makeup on. but a spare tire stomach, high socks with high heels...a wig and glasses. and still talked like a man. it was a nightmare scenario
i ordered 6 shots "to go" what did you think was going to happen!
Steve called. He needs me to pick him up. He also asked for a set of his clothes, he can't find them. He is such a strong motivation to stay sober.
She described me as " a caterpillar of adorable quietness that exploded into a slutty butterfly" She definitely nailed it there
I feel like I'm laying on a pillow cloud. With little baby angel fingers between me and the cloud lifting me up. Singing hymns in my ear.
And after we debated politics. My dream come true: naked, just got done having great sex with a hot mixed guy, talking about why social welfare programs are a bad idea
Holy fuck where did this cat tattoo on my ass come from
I just want to sing to him and rub baby oil on his head
Starting this Monday as I always do
With a desperate plea for help
It's like sleep walking but with blowjobs
His idea of a night out is drinking beer in the driveway. He's been on house arrest too long
a day off where I don’t get laid would be worthless
Either it didn’t do much damage or I’ve lost all feeling in my asshole
Why does my mask smell like doritoes?
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