So i wrote 'don't sex me' on my stomach, so that if we got to a point where my shirt is off - he would know how i really feel, not just the alcohol talking
how did that work out?
Well, all the water washed it off, so we ended up fucking since i didn't have my reminder...
You took a bag of frozen peas to bed wiith you "to help with the inflamation".
Yeah he's still asleep. I washed the blender out. He tried to make a ham-shake. Lets wait until after break to have that talk. I kind of want to see where this goes.
well as your friend its only fair to offer my cock for your services. Cause I care.
I think I've officially made out with the entire starbucks staff.
I'm at this kids house trying to figure out if I pissed in his kitchen new years eve. Lmao, stop letting me drink.
So apparently the only parts of last night I remember didn't actually happen.. When did vodka become a hallucinogen?
Honestly I think at this point I purposefully schedule nothing on Sundays anymore so I can spend all day wallowing in my shame.
Rolled in at 3:30am from the strip club, with all the screaming I did, Siri doesn't even recognize my voice this morning,
I probably shouldn't be taking relationship advice from my side piece...
it's the international house of making me almost fucking shit myself
Guys are like someone else's baby; i'll play with them but if responsibility is involved i'll hand them off.
Here when you come to your senses come back here and I'll fuck you back out of them.
You have GOT to stop kicking in his kitchen door. Just wait for him to open it next time.
I know he’s married, but he’s still a guy with balls and a dick. He noticed my cleavage and stared at my ass. He’ll call.
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