Covered in glitter and dick. 2010 feels a lot like 2009.
Just printed out my Plan B coupon at the library. Saving my own printer ink and paper as well as 10 dollars towards not being knocked up.
just took my birth control pill with a shamrock shake. happy st. patrick's day
he said i was the most charming throwing up drunk person hes ever taken care of. so of course i had sex with him.
she wants me to meet her parents and she hasn't even met my penis yet.
Then he wanted a handjob in the car. While my cousin was driving. To krispy kreme. And there was someone else in the backseat.
Jesus...So southern.
i was laying in her brothers bed, in his old room. and i kept getting the chills. i didn't know if it was a draft or the ghosts of BJ's past.
"thanks for the sex" was written in lipstick on my bathroom mirror. i'm officially done with random hook ups.
He has horses apparently. I wonder if we could fuck while riding a horse or if that's too dangerous.
I just had to dig under a pile of condoms in my desk drawer to get to a blue book. Summer is officially over.
I distinctly remember calling the anesthesiologist a "sneaky little bastard" directly to his face
In other news my cocaine dealer got arrested for heaving some kid out of a fourth story window.
This is like 50 shades on steroids but with healthy relationship models and mutual respect among all parties involved and lesbian activity.
Why do I know about what dicks have been in your mouth but didn't know you had a dog? What kind of friends are we??
I would let him fuck me right here in this laundromat. Praise Satan.
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