I woke up to a paper award certificate for best blow job and he was gone. You're welcome mystey man.
knew i was gonna lose at a shoe or be bleeding at some point. and both happened within 20 mins.
It's getting increasingly easier to use his emotional instability to my advantage. That's about all he has going for him right now.
My bed is full of blood and feathers
I will take a blow job from a dude that kinda looks like a girl at this point
Well am going to a strip club before sun down, I dont think anything good can come from that.
I just want to dump glitter on my floor and roll in it like a cat in catnip.
Oh and apparently something happened that was related to "THIS IS SPARTA" but no one will tell me what I did.
So I'm going to blame my boobs hurting on that.
I'm pretty sure that's why we have such good sex because we are secretly trying to kill each other
One day soon I'll learn the difference between a good high and way too high. Today is not the day.
new low: I blocked him from seeing my snapchat story in hopes he will text me because he'll be afraid I'm dead or something
I fucked the midget version of a backstreet boy and I am not mad about it
I paper cut my nipple reading mail topless
Well, the night started out with you ALMOST falling out of a tree. Then we went back to the tree after about 9 shots and you DID fall out of the tree.
He had a tattoo of a crown above his penis. He was AMAZING! It was well deserved. LONG LIVE THE KING!
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