Once you see the odd facial expressions and noises a guy makes while he is furiously beating off on top of you, it kind of puts things into perspective.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
The kid next to me is typing a powerpoint presentation.. title: Reasons to Wear a Condom, subtitle: The Ian Story
The first slide was titled: You Could Get a Girl Pregnant.
They have an open bar at this baby shower. I was born to be Cuban.
On a side note I think I burnt my eyebrow when we "teter-totered" into the fire
You were crying and asking his mom "why doesn't he like road head?"
Just blew my age on the breathalyzer. I also have 8 stitches in my head. So worth a .22 though. All time record.
You yelled "I gave my neighbor some of my bitch sauce" and then passed out. You now have drinking limits with us.
You know I'm having a rough day when I'm curled up in the corner eating Spaghettios.
Oh, that was the alley that I ate a pine cone in.
I think I've been inadvertently participating in a contest to see how many times I can show up to work hungover in my first year of teaching. And I'm the only participant. Not sure if I'm winning or losing.
seriously considering getting an electric blanket rather than sleeping with guys this winter for warmth.
It was a fun night! I woke up with a boyfriend, again....
i told someone my fallback plan was to be a slutty bartender and i needed the practice as i straddled them to pour a shot
Lost and found: pink cotton underwear next to my bed and soaking wet Reebok socks or boxers in a plastic bag...in my fridge🤔
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