She said I could do whatever I wanted to her. I pumped for 20 seconds, apologized, rolled over and passed out. I sit directly across from her at work. Awkward?
he only lasted 2 minutes. he said it was because i was so pretty. i'm not sure what to feel right now.
i decided not to call her again when she started singing "goodbye my lover" as i was walking out the door..
I mean, I don't even call it a hangover anymore. It's just morning.
The bride and groom wore the Batman masks I brought. Best wedding ever.
For the first time in my life, I may be the most normal person in the room.
Update: I am definitely the most normal person in this room. And the least tattooed.
And the prospective student I was showing around had to take care of me.
Ever since we've gotten back together, it's like the ghosts of booty call's past have been hitting me up. Lol.
I'm pretty sure his cum gave me swimmer's ear.
Just threw up in the trash can at my desk. I guess "beating the hangover" eventually leads to this.
How good was the sex? She sent me a fruit basket the next day.
You know that gay bartender? Not as gay as we thought.....
so.. he paid for my flight to vegas, took me to shows, bought my drinks and STILL rescued my drunk ass after i ditched him. i HAD to cuddle with him this morning.. fair exchange, right?!
"Uno más" are officially my least favorite words in the entire Spanish language.
However, pretty glad I spent the night puking on my car instead of fucking him. Then I'd REALLY be miserable.
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