It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
Bagel with cream cheese. It's blowing my fucking mind.
How high are you right now..
I MICROWAVED IT. SIGNIFICANT IMPROVEMENT.
HOnestly. That's my one goal for this whole trip. I don't give a shit about souvenirs or sand. I want penis.
The look I see on guys faces when they realize my nipples are pierced remind me of when my mom used to come home from the grocery store and surprise me with poptarts.
Last night I was this close to hooking up with someone called "Handjob Pat" dubbed for the time he paid $150 for a handjob in Canada.
Boss out of town. Had 2 beers for lunch, a long walk and a bowl...and then in he comes. Blamed obvious intoxication on my pain meds. Back at the bar. This is one of those bad judgement days.
I just found a weed leaf in my leg hair..
i told him I'd let him eat part of a weed cookie out of my cleavage, so he pulled over like a gentleman.
He understood my need for pizza was more important than my need for sex. He's the one.
I feel like my vagina was just in a fistfight.
don't worry, i'm not mad. i'm just angry. and furious. and about to set your ass on fire.
Am I supposed to get so horny by looking at your dick that I start orgasming uncontrollably
I'm really interested in the size of his penis so report back on that one
I woke up with my my shoes on and pants half way off and missing 60 dollars. Please please please tell me you saw me last night.
Trying to decide if I'm relieved or disappointed that I didn't receive any fuck boi calls on nye
Randomize
