Also, just saw a homeless man answer a phone call on a blackberry...
areolas are like halos for boobs.
I totally need to blow more fat guys. His cum tasted like vanilla ice cream
The plan is to make enough mistakes this weekend to hold me over until spring break
Do you know anything about the Easter basket sitting on my doorstep filled with porn and peeps?
i got shots of sambuca dumped on my head last night. my bag still smells like licorice. making me nauseous.
it is a nice little reminder of the bruins dominance. if Vancouver had won, it would somehow smell of maple syrup.
I'm being an old woman and getting trashed in a night gown in public...of course it's going to be fun
Just living on dreams and a bed of used condoms
Two things: Why did I wake up in a pool of blood? And am I still invited to the wedding?
No idea. And yes be here at 4
Huh interesting. Well thats too bad. Did he catch on?
I doubt it. After sex he sat there naked until the episode of fresh prince (which had JUST started) was over.
Using a miniature baseball bat to kill a mosquito in the house may not have been the most efficient or safest way, but that thing is fucking dead. However, so are three wine glasses, a lamp, and my baseball bat privileges. Worth it.
I don't care if he's the coolest coworker, if he's living in his mom's basement at 30 you should not buy drugs from him
So anyway, I'm just floating along life with my vibrator and low expectations.
He is obviously into the really short sex we have.
I'd like to thank Vicodin for getting me through family thanksgiving once again.
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