I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
Just saw the liqour store owner get into a mercedes, almost proud to be responsible for that
Oh, and for future reference, telling a guy that your ass is too tight for anal is like painting a bullseye on it.
he's werid. hell kiss me after i go down on him but he wont kiss me after i eat anything with mustard.
I've realized that my life is in no way structured to be compatible with monogamy. I'm not adjusting to this well.
I want him to be my next love. So I'm taking it slow
As in ill only blow him next week
I knew I fucked up when I woke up with the meat scissors in my hand.
She just called to say she can support a full bottle of vodka between "the girls" now. I'm going over, don't try and stop me.
I'm sexting at the thanksgiving dinner table...this is a new holiday tradition.
You called me at 3 am and I rode my flat ass bike that I dug out of my garage in the dark to meet you at dunkin donuts for a 10 minute convo about your mother and you didn't drive me home.
you owe me a blunt and a bottle of moscato.
IM WAITING BITCH. ANSWER ME.
He said he wanted to start giving out "sex souvenirs". I got a poster with a penguin on it.
Someone's vagina was extra sandy cause the left side of my bed feels like the beach.
can we take a moment to remember my theory on 'your tongue is a snake that lives in your mouth' because we reached a whole new level of high
It will be interesting
Isn't that your life's motto?
He was so energetic. It was like screwing a bunny.