The djing cat is back again. I think he just makes appearances when im shit drunk just to fuck with my mind.
he's hot he just has too much baggage, and has really fucking skinny ankles which freaks me out
you aren't having sex with his ankles, As long as knee caps and above are good, i'd go for it
We now know how the night ended in arrest according to the flip camera I did 10 handle pulls and beer bonged a 40. My life choices are getting worse and worse this is your fault.
Well he walked in last night, yelled at me for not playing any music and started dancing.
i'm face down in a ditch right now please help this is not a metaphor for my life this is real.
Also... I'm unsure what to do with my face while someone is choking me during sex. Like I feel like its hard to look flattering.
It's whatever. Titanic is about to be on and we have wine, which is basically crying juice. Leo, Kate, and I will be having a lovely, pants free evening.
and then I partied with my new dealers deaf pit bull. All around a good night I'd say...
how don't worse things happen to you?
Hey, it's not my fault that you had a shitty bed frame that couldn't handle the rough sex you're into.
he kept insisting he didn't have my number, so i called his phone and my number came up as "yeaaaaaaaaah!"
Fortunatly we found him, he was on my roof. Unfortunatly, we can't say the same for his pants. Still looking. BRB.
Booze, boobs, blunts and batman. dude, I'm livin' the life.
He said it was the classiest hand job he ever had because my nails were painted red. We need to go to nicer bars from now on.
Just because my bed is easier to get to doesn't mean it's okay to fuck in.
Well, we went shopping. He bought me starbucks and ate me out in the change room at target. If that isnt the best post covid first date, I don't know what is
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