The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
Godddamnit i jsu woke up in oharee. My connecxtion left an hro ago. Thosse flight atttendants can DRinK
I just hope my dad was drunk enough to not remember the whole convo we had about anal.
All you kept saying was "my dick ALWAYS causes problems".
I'm not holding out much hope. She met me in a nighclub when I was arguing with the cigarette machine
He was going down on me as I discovered a spaghetti-O on my boob. Its been a while since I faked it.
Itll be like a collage of penis. And not that abstract, one penis in a big painting contemporary shit. Collage....
I think he is probably a psycho that will eventually murder me but i mean the sex last time was AWESOME.
Hey nothing wrong with those! I can't believe the guys who let me see where they live on first dates. Even more surprising, I don't stalk them after they've done me wrong.
I went by my nickname in rehab. It made it feel more like summer camp.
The nun costume is coming back hard and it still has glitter and the smell of Vegas on it.
Best. Text. Ever.
Today, I lack passion for anything but Taco Tuesday.
I just lost my handcuff virginity and not in the sexy way.
He screamed, "Let there be light!" when he came
Every time I look at him 'Relax' by Frankie Goes to Hollywood plays in my head. Is that weird?
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