we're blogging at a bar
You look just like Jennifer Aniston on food.
so we told my parents we were going trick or treating. got high as shit at some playground. and then bought our own candy so we looked legit when we got home.
Bruises. Everywhere. Table sex is dangerous
Idk. I woke up marinating in beer on my beanbag. Idk what you mightve done.
I'll be accepting presents in the forms of drinks, drugs, and orgasms. So any or all of those will be fine.
Besides the flaccid incident, it was decent. Average sized. So this is my life now. Loneliness and lackluster sex.
A BJ like that needs to be recommended.
I haven't received a dick pic from him lately. He's not even my boyfriend and I'm concerned. I hope he's alright.
i dont get why youre mad at me. i promised you he looked like jim morrison and you failed to ask me like which era
I shaved my asshole for you. You WILL fuck me tonight.
Yeah plus that night got so disgusting it's basically a repressed memory anyway
I got my period during my acid trip. It was weird.
I really regret not asking “like a cupcake” when you asked me to eat your ass
There are leaves in my underwear?
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