I tried booty calling last night but apparently he was too tired and wants to meet up tonight. I told him planning defeats the purpose.
before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
Also I am about to cut a ringtone from "Sex Machine" so James Brown can tell me to "get up, get on up" in the morning
I once woke up to the scream from 'get up offa that thing' and smacked my head on my desk
i wore my purity necklace wen we fucked. but its ok cuz simplified was blasting in the background
hahahaha. im glad listening to simplified justifies breaking ur promise to god
sitting in class between the roommates of the two girls i fucked over break. this feels like a bad version of wife swap
We raised our shot glasses and you screamed out "TO MY DAD FINALLY GOING TO REHAB!"
Why do I have flashes of a dark shed in my memory?
Because we had sex in one.
I feel like I ran a fucking marathon on my knees last night and there are bruises to prove it.
I don't have patience to seek someone out and try to decipher whether or not I think I'd want to actually have their dick in my face.
Good. Sleepy. In the middle of a pregnancy scare. The usual.
WELL THEN WHAT DAY IS IT?!?! This whole having to choose between ruining my future and ruining my liver is totally killing my vibe
dont you DARE use my tequila influenced words against me
It just so happens all of their names are Ryan, so I never have to change whose name I moan.
there is a tent in the living room. its a vip tent room. i want in.
I think the cats may be lesbians. It could just be a two hour mutual bath but it sure looks like a 69.
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