I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
he just quoted gucci mane to try and get me to give him head.
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...
Wait time out. Did I start last night with pants?
It was almost awkward to look at you naked while listening to Circle of Life. Just saying.
After we fucked he shhhh'd me and said your welcome
Actually, considering the facts that I am wearing a duct tape dress and eating a gas station quesadilla, I am pretty good.
I cried and ate like 6 tacos in the taco bell parking lot at almost midnight, sober, alone, listening to a demi lavato cd. And that was the good part.
Huh. I think I went to highschool with the hooker my neighbor just brought home.
I cried over the lack of milkshakes I've consumed in the last month
Nipple rings and loofahs DO NOT mix.
The cup holder in my recliner holds a whole bottle of wine. That's definitely a sign.
not sure what stings more, my ass or my pride...
If I hear you use the phrase "silky soft scrotum" one more time I swear to God you'll regret it
I am really drunk and also a zombie.
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