He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
WHOA. WHOA. WTF. WHOA. TOO HIGH FOR HIM TO BE ENGAGED RIGHT NOW.
i just walked in on him masterbating..to a picture of me. that definitely has to be true love.
He doesn't need to speak English. He needs to speak sex.
I just realised I've never been sober in my apartment
Heed the warning of the ghost of Oktoberfest present: German beer is soooooooo much better than our watered down children's piss. also lost all my clothes and am wearing lederhosen the rest of the trip.
Your penis chewing exercise is not working
I wish a box of wine came w a hose. It'd be so much easier to drink from.
Is it acceptable I'm laying in bed drinking airplane bottles?
In our world? Yes, but I'm disappointed yoiu are wasting airplane bottles. Save them for sneaky occasions
Hes trying to fuck me on a bear rug. Not saying no.
I think I ejaculated my soul out.
Chugging this bottle of Jim at the airport is proving more difficult than I imagined. TSA is not amused.
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
I think I kinda scared him when I tried to wrap his snake around his dick while he was trying to nap.
Complete and utter failure. 100% unsalvageable. I have not failed so hard at a culinary endeavor in YEARS. MY HONOR IS IMPUGNED I HAVE SHAMED MY HOUSE
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