I feel like my whole life has been one big pre-game for Mexico.
I don't care how hot he got, I can't get past the PTSD flashbacks of the first time he fingered me
im almost positive that in mid thrust she told me she was pro choice
i keep looking at my boobs and it just baffles me how he could give this up.
We spent a good 10 minutes in the morning looking for my clothes. I ended up taking the bus home in my 6inch heels and his baggy t-shirt. The bus was filled with kids... one of them whistled at me.
Also I think I'm starting to get calluses on my hands from my level of sexual activity
No ambien sex tonight. I just ate two hotdogs with chilli and onions.
He wants to make me arch my back "like I'm having an exorcism". Not sure if I'm turned on or freaked out.
I fought a guy last night because he said "extra pulp orange juice is the best orange juice"
Holy shit, we're married as fuck.
I barfed on the cat last night. Just wanted to share.
You carved your initals into all my vitamins and said "now a small part of me will be in you every morning" before you fell asleep with my thong on your head.
I'm pretty sure I naked in my first year of college more than I was as a baby.
we should paint friendship bongs
Theres a free llama on craigslist. Are you in or are you in?
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