we're blogging at a bar
I fear hooking up with people who have white pillowcases because my guyliner always smears on it and i either have to A. sneak out in the night or B. wash it and see them again
Vibrator and massage oils got stopped at security. Super.
Its 11am everyones wasted wearing sombreros and eating fresh produce..cesar chavez would be very proud
I keep waking up with the nagging feeling I gave him half a hand job through his shorts.
Someone jacked my earrings off me or I threw em in the toilet again
I hate when that happens
Good call on the strip club last night. Everytime i smell some flowery candle or air freshener I get transported back to having my face firmly planted in Riah and Desire's tits.
You're welcome.
Was he good-huge or like "what the fuck do i do with this"-huge
yeah, I don't think I'm getting into the baseball game tonight. The security guard definitely saw me bowl over that child.
Ever since we've gotten back together, it's like the ghosts of booty call's past have been hitting me up. Lol.
I'm sitting on the toilet eating a taco... I feel like a female Elvis.
I'm so high. I'm going to need directions to get home.
You have got to be the only man who has passed out while getting a lap dance.
My room looks so cute. Who wouldn't want to hook up with me in here?
It's to the point where if a guy can so much as find my clit, I'll consider him amazing in bed
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