I am in a vortex of obligation.
She just sent me a txt where every word ended in "zzz", with about a hundred "!!!" and called herself "juicezzz". I need back up.
I just went through her cupboards. Eye patch and sword. nowhere near each other. different shelfs.
I keep trying to sit and the chair keeps running away from me
I wish we never smoked. I'm literally laying in bed opening and closing my eyes, just hoping a hot dog stand will appear in the room.
i have received so many congratulations texts this morning. sleeping with him really was a good decision.
In a car. Threw up in my mouth. Haven't said a word in 10 minutes.
Currently coming up with judgment, the game. Works well on buses, will probably be more entertaining in bars.
there is a strobe light in my taxi. in what way is this safe.
Is it weird to say that getting an std with you was kinda romantic?
You just can't come from being "the girl who shit her pants."
He gave me a beer, petted my head, and called me kiddo.
I partied with a deaf mute last night. strangely enough the more drunk I get the easier it is to understand him.
It was Thanksgiving sex. I was thankful for it. Need I say more?
We decorated the tree, drank wine, and he went down on me with Christmas music on in the background. Christmas IS coming.
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