"Party in the USA" was played at church youth group last night. It was like everything I enjoy hating was aligning against me.
his Mom's staying with him so he asked if I'd go over and fuck in his shed. he said "it's a really nice shed"
No subtext here. People are naked.
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
I think it's time we have the "weird fetish" talk.
So on how many levels of wrong is it that I'm reconsidering my divorce simply because I don't want to go through getting used to shitting around someone again.
How many beers are too many "cause it's Archer Thursday" beers?
At least I'm doing lines with a notecard. That counts for something right
I just power puked in the office bathroom.. blew blood vessels in my eyes and now I'm ready for a donut.... success
I could tell you were slightly drunk by the time you started having a conversation with my tiki torch
purchased gas station taquitos and condoms at 4 this morning. It has been magical..
I've made a single handle of rum last like three weeks and my mom hasn't even acknowledged it.
I'm definitely not going to be able to fuck him high. I won't be able to not laugh at his man boobs
He asked me to describe my life outside work. I responded with "Home-wrecker.
Is constant horniness a medical condition? Because a husband, a boyfriend and an office side piece should be enough penis for one girl - but they’re not :-(
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