okay im going to go eat, shower and find underwear... call if you want.... but ill be listenig to glee VERY loudly.
I wanna dance tonight. i just wanna grind my ass in some man's dick.
Post-sex chicken soup was such a good idea. It's been like an hour and I'm still applauding myself
I feel like the other woman.
You ARE the other woman.
its like..once you have one emotional drunk night, you can't stop. i feel like i have to end every drunken night in tears and i dont think my roommates think it's heartwarming anymore
I should just black out in my front yard again- that was a great nights sleep.
Alive.
So much puke
He called me twice and texted me at 3am. Guess absence makes the dick grow harder.
Reason # 294827284949272 i could never be a cop. I would just shoot. All the time. Ppl. Animals. Inanimate objects. Air.
I'm like a freaking volcano of life and sexual frustrations
I see myself subsisting on tequila for the next several days.
I mean you're asking high Chelsea. I'd sell myself for a rice crispy
i'm eating chex mix in the shower while texting. i feel accomplished.
Jenna is yelling bc of the condom wrappers and cum stains. This is the 3rd and last time you have sex in my roommates bed.
He kept apologizing that the nerve damage makes him take a while to finish. Meanwhile he gave me 3 orgasms and a leg cramp
Only you could benefit from a reckless driver
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