Where you at
assisting at a photo shoot in williamsburg till 7ish. wassup?
Doesn't matter. I already jerked off in your bed.
theres no point in washing my sheets anymore. its always going to be a fine layer of booze and semen.
I don't know what happened to get you in this mentality. This time last year your were ass up on a hotel bathroom counter getting licked by a stranger.
I hope I take a shit on your face in your dreams tonight.
mallory made a planned parenthood decision maker flow chart again.
It's just my hair. It brings natural happiness. Like goldfish, big boobs, and milkshakes.
She kept sniffing my sweater and tried to guess what type of detergent I use.
The assistant vp has a bottle of wine on his desk & I have a feeling my boobs will be making an appearance today.
Just got gas in my car for the first time while high. Went better than expected.
He's sweet and rough. A wonderful contradiction. He's the starburst of sex.
I just realized why I have little cuts all over my fingers. There was a broken pint glass in my purse last night.
it's too much effort for something that isn't food.
I just found a grey hair. On my nipple. Fuck you too, Mother Nature.
Today is a good day to get high. It's easy to blame the glazed-over look in my eye on my new contacts
Sex was followed by homemade breadsticks. I waited till after the breadsticks were gone to tell her i had a gf.
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