I swear my cock just shook it's head disapprovingly at me.
it went kinda like vodka, childhood memories, screaming/cursing, fist fight, tears, broken shit, passing out. in that order. tis the season.
he's been in the country 4 hours and we just did it in the closet. he called me "miss flirtatious in the cupboard." i'm in love.
I know i should have focused more on what you were saying in the text rather than the fact you spelt "suicidal" wrong
oh and then you called a time out with your penis
You have permanently scared my back with your nails. I would like to congratulate you on a job well done.
Please tell me why there is some girl tied to our toilet?
At what point in my life did a night that has strippers, belly dancers, tequila and a midget become "average"?
The little girl I babysit saw pink plastic shot glasses in my car and asked what they were for and I told her they were princess teacups.
I love that there are toys on the counter. Coffee, tea, wine bottles, gag ball, and handcuffs.
My kitchen gets me.
It was like the icing on a beautiful fuck boy cake.
I'm planning our wedding on the computer and our threesome on my phone. At the same time.
Death by dick. An honorable death. Put a picture of his dick in the photo collage at my funeral.
I like to listen to classical music when I eat taco bell. I think it cancels out the aura of poverty and desperation.
Also either i just launched into space as a rocket or my legs just orgasmed, but i am high as a soul train
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