UPDATE: In a passionate fit of self love, I brought myself to orgasm under the moon on my 7th floor balcony, ejaculating between the rungs towards the ground.
Unfortunately, I did not realize that most of it would end up on the balcony below mine.
At least you don't cum in color.
i want to have as much fun as i did last weekend. but plus the condom and minus the fear.
i wish the dell website had a "did you drink an entire bottle of rum and stepped on your laptop which shattered the screen this weekend and would like to know how to fix it without your parents finding out FAST?" link on their homepage.. i can't be the only one
The last thing I remember is him grabbing my ass and telling me he knew where the jello shots were, so I followed him.
Me+graduation party+hammered drunk+polish horseshoes in the dark= black eye, crying, pissed, passed out in my dress... How was your weekend?
I demanded respect from my fuck buddy. Drunk me is not fun.
Just once I'd like to throw a party where I don't have to clean up someone else's blood the next morning.
We never did figure out who the stuff on the wall came from, did we?
Update... last night a man tried to bite my ear. I think he swallowed my pearl earring.
I'm mailing you cans of corn and that's final.
The last time I saw her someone was carrying her on a bike and she was yelling that she was E.T.
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
I'm pretty sure I hallucinated the existence of an entire human being last night.
Turns out he's just a recently divorced IT guy. Not a wizard.
it's a shower with the lights off kind of day
He still want's to kick my ass for fucking his sister, probably a bad idea to leave the bar with his ex...
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