It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
first i yelled "you cant get it up?" and then in the middle of it i opened a Corona
I think he may have called me a bar rat, jokingly. I said i was but in a non-trashy way.
We are so in love
so when's the next time you get to see your balls
He was so confused why there was a string hanging out of my vagina.
Someone sharpied 'shit show' on my tits. Someone with excellent penmanship
My mom asked me if I was being satisfied, sexually. And then discussed positioning.
As weird as that was it was probably the best advice i've ever gotten from a tranny
An attempt at squeezing a tomato to make a bloody mary just says desperation all over it....
I've crashed the car, it's a write off. The police are here and I'm dressesd as a crayon.
Sitting in the library studying = googling how to get laid in the library.
I do have a life. It just consists of making scarves and chesse straws now
I have random bruises including my spine and visible bite marks on my neck. Thanksgiving car sex accomplished.
We need a fire pit. Meat. And a keg.I mean like a cow we just carve from. And cook it. We can use the milk from the udder to make White Russians
I never thought I'd say this but there's too many dicks around here.