so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
we were doing it doggy-style and i felt him pop that pimple on my back.I have mixed feelings about it
his semen tasted like maple syrup. no wonder fat girls always wanna fuck him.
There's a high school volleyball camp on campus this summer. I'm definitely going to jail.
started to yawn and threw up hamburger helper instead. awesome night.
All I remember is you introducing yourself to the entire basketball team using the line "I'll show you a slam dunk."
i climbed out of the bath tub this morning and found him taped to the treadmill
My grandmother cheats at beer pong and has been rubbing her tainted victory in my face for an hour now.
Use "feeling words"
Yay
Last night dinner was cinnamon buns and whiskey. At least tonight I had a fajita with my cookies and tequila. I may be a little stressed about these end of semester tests.
I told him he was like my favorite pair of jeans; I may not wear them every day, but I'll never get rid of them and they make my ass look fantastic. Needless to say he was not thrilled.
So here's a brief summary of my weekend: last night I drank four glasses of Death Punch, grabbed the toaster, said "This is mine", put it in my pants and walked out the front door.
I ditched my one night stand in the hotel lobby. How did he add me on Snapchat?
She doesn't even give a fuck about angle. I seriously gotta start doing like penis yoga or something.
In other news, I tore a tendon in my hand from giving my boyfriend handjobs so that's how my day is going
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