i forgot what you looked like. so we left to get pizza. sorry
It's official. I'm a squirter. Wasn't a one time thing.
The stories of what you did in Cuba got home before you.
I love reading their "i love you more" , "no i love you more" war on facebook today knowing that he hooked up with me last night. I bet i know who wins that one.
How do I explain the handcuffs and tanning goggles on our living room floor? There's rope too. The cats love the rope.
I vaguely remember taking a yard light, holding it up like the statue of liberty, and all of us at the party chanting the national anthem. What a glorious night
I'm 50% weirded out and 50% into it
I thought we were but then I freaked myself out. So I kind of geared him up for take off and then cancelled the launch
At least he finally released me from his spooning oven of death...
"Masturbate" is an actual item on an actual ToDo list of mine. It is at the top.
Normally, it will inspire me to work. Today, it's inspiring me to masturbate.
She has that type of face she reminds me of that weird girl from napoleon dynamite only taller and with hoop earrings.
Being responsible doesn't make memories.
New Serial podcast is out. We can listen to it tonight instead of having sex.
I cant promise hot guys but i can promise alcohol which is close enough.
Randomize
