I've had that scene from "Parenthood" where Rick Moranis' character is singing "Close To You" to his wife in classroom, stuck in my head all morning.
I guess my mind is just wondering whatever happened to Rick Mornais.
i am fully taking advantage of taking advantage of him
She has 2500 facebook friends. I probably should have used a condom.
there is no 'pace myself' on the blackout express
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
Look. You've gotta stop making this about you, and make it about my vagina.
Woke up covered in green glitter and beer. I am never leaving Ireland.
Did you seduce any young men into coming home to your love nest of poutine and jäger bombs?
There's glitter in my speakers, piles of cheezits on the floor, a random Audi in the driveway and a homeless dude napping in a lawn chair in the backyard. Wtf happened last night?
Whoever put salsa in the kiddie pool.....your an ass. Fuck you.
So lets not base feelings on vagina tingles
So I've reached a new low. After completing my walk of shame and being told "see you around", I took off my heels to discover he had came in my shoe.
My apartment is so clean right now, I should invite someone over for sex just so someone can see how clean it is.
Going overboard is basically 75% of my personality
I'm a gorgeous hot mess
I JUST WANT TO SIT IN MY UNDERWEAR AND WATCH THE BRAVES GAME AND NOT BE CONSTRAINED BY MY ED SHEERAN SHORTS
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