so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
the guy I was hooking up with asked me if he could wear a guerilla suit during sex.
I hope you fall in a pool of honey in an immensely populated region of bears.
just chased whiskey with a pickle. i definitely recommend it
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
I pretty much just threw a bunch of clothes and my vodka in a bag..idk where I'm gonna end up tonight but I'm prepared.
When his Irish accent comes out my uterus hums. Or some productive organ down there, I'm not sure of the logistics
Just skate-of-shamed, shirtless, with a bucket or margaritas. Good luck beating that one.
Major win last night. I traded my roommate two cigs for a six pack and a bag of beef jerky. This has been a Brian weekend update
You don't understand!!! BACON ROSES!!! Why are you not more excited?!
I say "glasses of whiskey" like I didn't chug it out of the bottle
As I was about to fuck him, he requested a moment of silence for Leonard Nimoy.
After an orgasm, I always feel the urge to sing A Whole New World from the move Aladdin and I'm not quite sure why.
you gave me money for the cab and then walked home..
btw...it's noon and i'm sitting here drinking wine and eating pixie stix. I really need to find something to do...
Randomize
