I woke up and went to my kitchen naked and decided I wanted a fruit cup. Ate said fruit cup. Look over and notice my male neighbor is staring at me
just taught 3 girls from korea how to fist pump on chat roulette.
I can do it, this is my punishment and I will accept it, plus id like to see the look on peoples faces when I throw up on them
I remember pointing out how smooth my legs were to try to direct his attention away from my vagina.
I didn't hate myself when I woke up today, that's improvement right?
Hey, is this going to be a real date, or am I just meeting you at a hotel to have sex in the bathroom? Given our history, I think it's a fair question.
Dear slutty diary: I lied about feeling guilty of being a homewrecker in order to have more sex. it worked.
It was less of a bar, and more of an abandoned basement that some people sell booze in.
also had sex in his sister's princess style bunk bed.
but you are a princess that one was appropriate.
I got inside last night via doggy door
She doesn't believe I only want to use you for sex. She has a much higher opinion of me than either of us do.
Apparently my thong was thrown in the cornfield last night. No one will tell me why.
We found him sitting in the back of the club crying into a strippers lap. She told us he missed his pet frog and to come back later.
We kept having to tell you that you couldn't just sit wherever you wanted at Walmart. Sitting in the middle of the raw meat section was unacceptable and children were staring at you.
I was so high last night that at one point I kept licking his neck saying he tasted like soap and truffles.
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