Honestly there's alot of things I'm confused about the only thing I know for certain about last night is that I ate pizza
According to my dad, my tongue ring makes people assume I give a lot of blow jobs because, as stated by him "that's what it's for"
I think we should start referring to bisexuals as "strays"
i'm officially boycotting relationships. hello random hook ups and treating men like meat.
We were doing it doggy style, and I puked on the floor and started crying, he told me it was okay his cat would eat it... and if it would make me feel better we could do anal...
And they lived happily ever after....
so we have officially lost him as of 7 hours ago.. already called campus security, the drunk tank and the hospital. figure he'll turn up eventually..
i'll start checking the bushes on campus.
you were sat in the corner crying until someone gave you a baguette, which you then tried to feed to the duck doorstop.
I regret nothing
I made mike pull over so I could lay in the grass. He made me get up cuz I looked dead and people were passing. It was like 6:30am.
He turned down jacuzzi sex. He cares more about my vagina than i do.
He's not so smart and obsessed with sex and lacks listening comprehension skills. I feel like i'm dating a sexually competent sesame street character.
I need to stop smoking. I just talked to corn.
I'm 50% okay with that amount of body contact... plus/minus 7% based on where blood may flow.
Also, I had mind-blowing sex on a pool table
I just remembered something. We made out last night, people cheered.
It's become almost a Pavlovian response. The sound of the vacuum being run by hubby causes an instantaneous involuntary orgasm.
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