Dual....:-)
I'm officially my mother.. Smoking in the garage pretending to take the dog out in a big ugly jacket
My favorite part was walking in the bathroom, you fixing yourself in the mirror, calling your reflection a fag, then throwing a haymaker into the paper towel dispenser before going back out to the bar.
i decided i'll just settle for a gay guy who can manage to fuck me like the straight guys do. but here i go again, talking about my dream man.
I'm sure me singing - rather loudly - "fuck me in the back seat" last night didn't help either.
Had sex with him again...yikes. and the whole time he kept saying "i wish we could do this forever." Forever lasted about 45 seconds
And then he said he would build me a mountain dew water fountain
Marry him now.
you guys have a strange definition of the word fun. I would have said dangerous, terrifying, or life-threatening. of course, bowling can now be described the same way.
The fact that it was "anything but a cup" now explains the cowboy boots and fishbowl aftermath at the apartment.
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
I told him that I wanted his dick like I wanted a jumbo hot dog. There something wrong with my priorities
Something tells me your "Titties for Tracy Morgan" fundraiser won't pan out.
God if that man would just have sex with me every time I got mad life would be so much easier...
I'm still home, my life isn't together. Currently drying my pants
I went to watch porn and there's already 3 Santa videos. Happy November 1st.
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