it hasn't hit me that college is over yet. so far at home, i haven't brushed my teeth, taken off my makeup, or changed clothes before bed.
The chick I went home with last night had a happy trail
is it gross that my labia hangs so much that guys can't find my clit?
You brought out the iron board layed it on the ground in the middle of everyone and passed out for the night
She. Own s my pussycat. Roxk it like. The sun hitting the horizon
He bought me dinner. He gave me his jacket when I was cold. And then ate me out in the passenger sear of the car.
you're right. a strip only looks good in porn . mine just looks like a fucked up mullet
So after I fell off 4 times we concluded I'm not allowed to ride him anymore.
but, alas, I am not the lady in the streets. I'm simply the freak in the sheets.
When I am this hungover I become increasingly grateful for having my own private office
I'm the kind of gay who carries his anxiety medication in case the club scene gets too fierce
That jawline could fucking have its way with me.
I'm sitting in my car avoiding a customer. Apparently the new year hasn't affected my attitude nor work ethic
I want to start a guest book for my bed room so when dudes leave they can write a review
The tamale guy is fucking with me, I wanna sleep in he wakes me up; early wake-n-bake and he's late and I'm hungry
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