Currently having a discussion about how bad cheating is with the girl im dating and the girl im fucking. This might be a sign that i need to reassess my life
We're playing a drinking game to 'how to train your dragon'. has it really come to this?
he was cradling you in his arms feeding you rum straight from the bottle and you kept sucking his fingers.
I mean... It's a win/win situation. I mentor the kid for an hour and then I get to fuck his mom. I know deep down I'm helping them both
I just had a 30 minute conversation about hummingbirds. That high.
I miss high conversations.
Swinging. Is. Amazing.
We still going to Happy Hour
Idk. I can't because it doesn't fit in my schedule of sleeping or throwing up
Ya I know. She's self aware though, like the terminator. Which is the best kind of crazy
but im not going to tell the owner of the penis of my dreams how to wear his hair.
My one regret (beside the inevitable shit storm that followed) is that now I can't fuck his cute friend.
The guy I'm talking to drunk texted me his essay last night and he asked me to revise it
I feel like my life just hangs in the balance of "Yeah I'm probably not doing this right"
Whenever someone said no you would yell "Die Motherfucker." Kind of like some twisted drinking game.
Do not tell me I cant do drunk math ever again, AND I made a creative way of telling him I want him to fuck me.
I'm too pretty to be this sexually frustrated.
I wish i didn't black out tuesday so i could have cherished our moment together
Throwing up together is NOT a cherishable moment...
Randomize
