last nights makeup is better than no makeup at all.
explain the missing patches of hair on my cat. now.
They're sharing a mixed drink at a bar with straws...its like a disney movie with booze
You seriously looked at the house acorss the street and implied that you thought they had nice Easters.
You'd be surprised at the stuff my vagina tells my brain to say
I just compared his sexting to a plate of spaghetti. And he STILL wants to sleep with me.
I was told to keep my leg elevated. I assume it means to keep my legs on the air, it's like I was prescribed to be slutty
Between having seen you naked and interpreting your values based on the occasional political FB post, you're no stranger for sure.
I told her to to let go of her rationtal thoughts and just enjoy the fact that i was going down on her till she passed out from sheer orgasmic pleasure.
Yeah, I mean I'll probably fuck him regardless but I'm trying to be a lady about it.
Would it be creepy if I masturbated with my face in the pillow he slept on last night? Cuz I'm pretty sure that's about to happen
My potted cactus died. I am literally less nurturing than the desert.
I'm having shoppers remorse over a dildo
I'm dancing with a sandwich I just made cause I'm so happy how delicious it tastes, that high haha
I either have a problem or a really good solution... I just ordered my homecoming dress off of a website that sells forplay outfits.
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