he used the word "rubber" i just couldn't do it after that.
normally i'm against accepting campers on facebook but this one saw me giving head to another counselor and didn't say shit about it to my boss so i feel like shes earned the right to look at my sloppy drunk pictures
someone lit off fireworks while I puked in the street. I was like congratulating me for making it through homecoming.
He told me he's not in to anal. I need to marry him, ASAP.
I got drunk enough that when camel suggested jumping off the pier, I thought it was a fantastic plan. Also my blood hurts.
I was having the most awesome dream about onion rings and you hit me and told me to stop touching you...WTF?
We were tripping too hard to figure out to tell him where we were so we sent a picture of me laying outside the tent saying "find us"
My plan to masturbate 34 times on my 34th birthday backfired. Do you still have those crutches?
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
Just participated in the saddest thing: Cheetos. Handjob. I have lost at life
I'm trying. I feel like we're trying to have sex with fruitcake. dry and boring.
He offered me handsanitizer after a hand job, you can't tell me he's not perfect!
I tipped him really well because I feel he knew we were high, but did it in a non judgemental way.
I smell like a brewery and I have been drinking for 7 hours. This seems like a perfect time to tell my husband I want a divorce.
I want to have sex in my car again before I put the car seat back in