I was so drunk last night i ate cereal with a fork.
i totally forgot about the coupon that said i would show him how i pleasure myself.
its like playing clue every morning after we party. she did him in the kitchen with..oh god.
She's trying to master eating with her feet. She said it was be she "always has to be prepared."
i was on the fence about his sexual orientation until he referred to his marlboro loghts as "carrie bradshaws"
i was driving around baked, windows down jamming to third eye blind and eating grapes for 35 minutes before i remembered why i left my house
I love my boobs, they're the only thing that supports me. They make me a solid 6.
how does 'resolution to respect myself more' follow 'he fucks me really hard'?
All I remember is this kid kept saying that he has a dream that white kids and black kids can take shots together as one, and just we'd keep drinking to that.
Come over we're celebrating the one month anniversary of her first 4/20
He walks in. We each have a tiki torch. We say, the tribe has spoken. We put his out and then stab him with it.
My vibrator looks like a lipstick tube. So does my mace. I just realized the potential problems of keeping them both in the same bag.
Sex followed by chicken and waffles... Hands down my favorite morning plans. Count me in.
We did it in the bar bathroom and the bathroom attendant sold us a condom. I love Nashville
my morning attempts to try to have sex with him was interrupted by the passion of the christ parade going on outside my house
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