...seriously? chocolate pudding? motorboating? No one has even done that to ME and i am 69 times the whore you are
votings over. no more wacking it to anti christine o'donnell ads
And PS thanks for calling it my "sexual liberation" and not "slut fest 2010: part deux!"
If I won't even leave the house for sex tonight. I definetly not going out for anything else.
Don't be offended. I can't even stand sleeping next to my dildo after I'm done, let alone a whole person.
We are casual work acquaintances that occasionally fuck when the urge strikes. CWATOFWTUS. I know FWB rolls off the tongue better but it is what it is.
We convinced you to take a shot out of the sponge...there were still suds in it.
I'm basically just sitting in the porta poTty finishing my bottle of champagne bc I am too lazy to carry it back to the tailgate
i dont trust my judgment anymore so im only going to fuck guys who can donate blood at the red cross. they have standards.
I just told the toilet I loved it. Bad sign.
I would like to dedicate my cray behavior this week to my uncontrollable hormones and wine. Both have totally Efff'ed with my life.
just like fucking own it. stare that cop in the eye and just keep masturbating "yeah motherfucker Im high as shit and this feels great"
Today I learned I and my bar naps were the subject of a bar meeting.
What even was the context for that. All I have written down is "I would vote for President SnakeJaw."
No, no... It was great. I feel like my liver took a vodka shower and washed it's hair with pabst
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