I called the bar to ask if they found my Id and credit card and they remembered me as 'the girl who signed her receipt in blood'
It's like trying to pry an octopus off you. Except the octopus speaks English and can get drunk.
I think "I actually like giving blow jobs better" qualifies her as a keeper
It's that "make a Pringle and Twinkie sandwich" kind of depression.
I've got to admit, I'm a little hesitant about giving him road head. I've seen how he drives and I've seen how he acts when I give him head. A small part of me is saying this is going to end badly.
dont iron anything. we fucked on the ironing board. details to follow.
You'd be proud! I didn't lose my id this time... It got confiscated
I'm convinced that the Christmas lights in my room contributed to the great sex.
currently buying a pregnancy test while braless so happy november to you too
Please tell me you're not playing strip poker with your cousins again
If you sleep with him again I'll have you spayed
You had me at "let me see your balls"
I literally woke up walked into the bathroom, threw up and died this morning. Then went to my 8am.
If that guy asks u bout me, I said my name is Jenelle, from CT, I'm a cat behiavor consultant and I'm 29. Back my story up
My saturday night consisted of sewing my Halloween costume and watching Blues Clues
You actually...sewed your costume?
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