LETS GET FUCKED UP IN ONESIES TONIGHT.
I worry about you sometimes...
no seriously he was fingering me like he was really really frantically looking for a song on his iPod.
We're doing a case race on Saturday.
I'm in. I'm currently drinking a beer in the bathtub so I guess I can consider this "practice" and not just "alcoholism"
no one is here. wer drinking in the beer garden in the dark and we stole a bucket of blue paint off the sidewalk. now her legs are blue.
She was giving me that "well this is awkward since you drunkedly tried to hook up with me" look.
Its Nebraska, I'm sure im not the first person to wake up hungover in a corn field.
Almost to work. And still feel hungover. Like my body is trying to regenerate after dying. Full on zombie shit. But like, one of those zombies from warm bodies that comes back to life slowly.
WHAT GOOD IS APPRECIATING IF NOBODY'S NAKED
I just found a contact in my phone named "Sam 'it Won't Fit' Wilson". No clue when or where it came from....
We were having sex and my nose just started pouring blood. He reached down to the floor, grabbed a sock and held it to my nose. He just kept pounding away like nothing was happening.
I think my pussy is going to freeze to the ground
Bottom line; if I'm coming out of my bat cave to do the dishes and get a chicken wing and I have no pants or makeup on and my messy bun looks more like Santa got leprosy and crashed his sled into the back of my head then let me be. That's all I'm saying.
And thanks for putting me in that safety position on the bathroom floor while I was spooning the toilet
I just noticed, at some point last night I got on iTunes and purchased over 100 classical piano songs.
He ate me out for my sailor moon manga and I gave him a blowjob for his Devilman manga. Pretty sweet deal imo
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