Whiskey dick.
Yea dude! Love it. Hate it. Have it.
Everyday of my life.
you dont need to remember merediths name haha. only jane
she screamed "my eye!" and it brought me a surge of bad memories. except she was yelling about a lemon.
Hate the very realistic pregnancy dreams. Like my dream when I birthed the pirate ships. SO REAL...
I sleep with the gay men, they no longer have questions about their sexuality. No strings attached at it's finest and i get new shopping buddies out if it. It really is a win win situation.
You are my idol.
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
Valuable lesson learned: if you reach the point where you have to talk yourself in to finishing the last half of your beer, you shouldn't try.
You need to braveheart it on Monday. Blue face paint and a loin cloth screaming freedom in your front yard.
it's too much effort for something that isn't food.
The sad part is I didn't even want to get laid. I just wanted the emotional connection, but my vagina was screaming "TOUCH ME. TOUCH ME RIGHT NOW BECAUSE MY DADDY ISSUES ARE MUCH DEEPER THAN MY EMOTIONAL NEEDS!" Vodka has a way of getting me out of my emotions and gets me fucked every time.
There's an owl outside. I feel like he's hooing directly at me.
apparently when we were gone the parents play strip connect 4
This conversation went from me banging other women's husbands to learning about baked goods. If that isn't personal growth I don't know what is.
He was actually surprised when I poured myself a glass full of straight vodka. Clearly he doesn't know me as well as he thinks.
My mom just used the chap stick I used right after giving him a blow job. I am a horrible daughter :(
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