so i was dancing to the glee soundtrack with highheels. i tripped. and the dildo fell on my face. i dont know what happened.
he asked me to eat out his asshole. after five minutes of uncomfortable staring i realized he was serious.
I have to have sex with him again. I feel like I need to train him so no other girl experiences that bad of sex.
i'm drinking margaritas from a pouch...really dont think i'm in the position to judge anyone...
Oh god I think I promised some guy from high school that I'd be his fuck buddy in like 3 months
$200 on plane. $110 on train. $5 per drink on plane. $15 per case on train. Plane 1 hour flight. Train 9 hour excursion. Hmmmmm.
I am having the most awesome nonsexual conversation about my vagina right now
Come to my pity party. It's being hosted in my basement. The theme is ambiguously sexual cuddling and wine.
I've started budgeting for next year. It looks like I'll be crying tears of dollar bills and handing them over to pay back my unholy college debt.
We were having a serious discussion about Blue's Clues and I just kept thinking, 'you've seen me naked'.
We can't stop being roommates, you do such a good job of holding my hair back when I puke. I don't wanna buy hair elastics.
He told me to tell my ass that he loved and missed it, and even though he hasn't known it long, it might be the one for him
This isn't good. I can't find my mom. This is why we don't give her Fireball.
my life is turning into trapped in the closet at way too fast a speed for me to feel comfortable.
So we'll go out later for condoms and cake batter... aka grocery shopping for champions.
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