I can't get out of the parking garage so now I'm staying downtown....Typical
There were gay boys and a jukebox. It was like god wanted me to.
I woke up to him using my debit card to order PPV porn and Jimmy Johns. I don't even know his name.
Id fuck him but only at his house and he had to stay im bed till i left. He only works upper body. It just creeps me out how tiny his legs are
I STILL HAVE A HARD TIME DECIDING WHAT TO WEAR IN THE MORNING HOW WOULD IT BE POSSIBLE FOR ME TO PICK A PAIR OF PANTS AND GO OH ILL JUST WEAR THESE FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE
Omphalophobia is a real thing. don't ever fucking touch my belly button again dude
So I've been spending my morning trying to figure out if there's a corealation between Wednesday margarita night and the boat that's now in my living room.
Dude the little bong I just got fits nicely in the cup holder in my car. The gods approve of my habits.
I accused the cab driver of smoking weed in the taxi then I remember it was me.
Just so you know in the morning, yes you did send your bartender a snap of your boobs. No I didn't try to stop you because you used sound logic for doing so.
My favorite bra is missing and I smell like beer and bad decisions. This is definitely a sign that hoe mode is activated.
It's routine now. He comes home from work and i ride him like a cowgirl with only a few sips of wine. I love being his neighbor.
I wasnt 2 drunk i sobered up around the time we were shooting the fire extinguishers
also. when i get a car, the amount of space there is for sex WILL be a huge deciding factor.
I don’t care that he’s a decade younger. He’s cute and I need a good penising
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