I'm gonna start referring to my vag as my ladygarden
I seriously wish I was FB friends with her
When I woke up his cat was sleeping on my face and i had scratch marks on my neck. not happy.
only room for one pussy in that bed.
Sooo, his balls are like... bigger than my head...
I'm at the cafe. It's 7am. There is a girl I don't know on my futon who tried to tickle me this morning when I got down from my loft. I also not wearing any underwear.
So apparently after he gets hammered, falls down a set of stairs and gets a concussion, he can still come home and find a way to play his guitar solo bullshit as loud as possible while i seduce my date...
in fingerprint form on my ass. Seriously not cool. \ni bruiiiseeee like a delicate fruiiiitttt. Heeeaaarrr the rythymmm
Now accepting any stories about my adventures last night, in particular why my knuckles are bleeding.
I think I accidentally invented a religion.
OK, but next time I'd like to be present for our make-up sex.
Is it just me or is Michael Jackson blasting throughout the house
Haha I had a heart to heart with a stripper so I would say it was a success?
He has a bear rug in his room. I'm going to ask if we can have sex on it. Wilderness sex.
Somehow I went from sitting in a car upside down to waking up in the grass surounded by paramedics. It was a great night.
He said my vagina smelled like pomegranates. Its like my vagina is the fountain of youth.
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