why does he think he needs to feed/take me out to get some ass? we are at a bar wasting my fucking time
he then proceeded to tear down my curtains, wrap them around his waist, and use the rod as his "rod"... you tell me how drunk he is...
No flamethrowers. That is a direct order.
He calls it "his noble steed" and i plan to ride it.
No. My vagina is not the scapegoat for your poor decisions.
He kept stopping sex to whisper in my ear, and the only thing I could understand was "double stuffed oreos"
This breakup hit defcon 5. Walked to pathmark with a denim jacket over my nightgown to get ben and jerrys. On sale btw.
It's national boyfriend day supposedly, would it be appropriate if I posted a picture of my dildo?
im in the post action - pre consequence stage.
He's going to find out eventually, but really what's he going to do? Cry about it and buy another fucking kitten??
No feeling is better than coming home from your booty call and putting on a fresh pair of granny panties
I passed out drunk in her bed. Her boyfriend showed up and told me to go to the other room or we were gonna have a threesome. I threw up off the side of her bed and left. I feel like that was an adequate response.
I think I came out of my blackout as I was ordering wine from the private wedding reception.
Nice. Make him jerk off and tape it. Send it to his woman. I also love that you had another skype date
i just turned on my printer and found 10 pounds of german chocolate inside. i think i found where you hid your candy last night
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