On friday while at the hotel bar by myself (creepy) I made friends w/ a millionaire who said he may be running for the position of mayor in richmond va (likely a lie). At one point during our discourse he asked if I was crazy. In the effort of full disclosure I looked him in the eye and said yes
I don't know what prompted his inquiry, clearly this man had impeccable intuition
wait.. the condom broke. ehh whatever i think im already 2 months pregnant
thank god dogs can't talk. they see way to much.
I mean I had a leg brace. It would have been irresponsible for me to be on top.
I don't know, But i remember him licking ecstasy off my boobs and my boyfriend cheering him on
there was 12 of us, girls included, shirtless and wielding swords as we bet on rock paper scissors in the middle of the bar. It was like Cinco de Mayo version of the Deer Hunter
Yea it's a sex scar. But if anyone asks I tripped up carpeted stairs
Dude I reek of $2.50 pitchers, $1 off/pack marlboro cigs, and fear.
Fear?
FEAR.
I feel like parents watching our children. You want to step in and help them but you just have to let them make their mistakes
it's ok, no one ever died fom being sticky.
i've gotta research that and get back to you.
I went down on her on the dining room table. That should count for something.
I made a half way decent playlist
Im gonna call it "hanging myself"
Just wanted to share my unfortunate vagina news in the hopes that it would make your vagina feel better about itself.
After we fucked we sat in bed and watched Charlie St. Cloud and he fed me ice cream. It was probably the most romantic thing I've ever done.
At some point you said you just wanted to get laid, so we had a moment of silence for your dead sex life...
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