It must be a full moon weekend. All of my weird booty calls are coming out of the woodwork. I spent 40 minutes on the phone last night telling one why he is so creepy.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
I spent my night drunkenly staring at a picture of John Stamos. How do you think I feel?
He gets creativity points for the hot sauce. But it may be awhile until my nipples forgive him
Be careful there's warming lubricant on the floor. I will clean and explain later.
just got tipped $5 to put a barbie in a waffle cone and drip caramel sauce on it while a group of dudes cheered and one took pics. 90% sure they were sober
ride him like a prized pony all the way to orgasm town.
About to trim my pubes so if you decide to walk in, viewer discretion is advised.
I won't trust your judgement until the word stripper doesn't make me laugh
HE ASKED IF I HAD SIBLINGS WHEN I ASKED HIM TO LICK MY ASSHOLE
and it's like......my shirt is off and he's talking about quidditch. why.
Wow dude wow that's sad man so sad. I dno't event wanna massturbate anymore due to teh sadness
after that bj i gave him, i could fucking punch his mom and he wouldn't give a shit
Went to bed still wearing my bralette. When I was changing this morning, a Tootsie Roll fell out. I'm definitely living my best life.
I remember waking up on the bathroom floor and seeing my teeth behind the toilet
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