it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
I got to stop making out with my boss at work. I think we should just get it overwith, be dissaponted and move on.
I am laying on the kitchen floor eating cold chicken fingers and drinking wine. welcome to my new years party.
do you know how hard it is to sit through a 3 hour movie with someone and not fuck them?
apparently he's bringing me two things i like. he said one was him and i'm assuming the other one is his penis
I just realized I have yet to puke in your new apartment. Clearly we're doing something wrong. On my way over with Cuervo as I type.
Fuck Sunday funday. Fuck real pants. Fuck the sun. Fuck Jameson. Fuck my life. Yes, I am hungover as shit sitting in my office eating bacon.
Dude, did you know, your blood is contaminated with over 17 non-beer fluids?
Come back I feel like I ticking time bomb of
of drugs
He sent me a recycled dick pic! He could at least use one without sunlight in it, considering it's 10pm
The walk home lasted longer than the sex. He lives in the flat above the bar.
I assume you passed out however I'm drinking jäger and beer in bed with my cat so your friendship world have been appreciated
I'm gonna have to shit in a bar again tonight
I slept naked last night on stolen pillows. I felt like a golden goddess.
i had every intention of working out now im just drinking wine and thinking about taking nudes in my thigh high tube socks
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