she was left over bi-product, like the hotdog of the human race
i turned job hunting into a drinking game..
So can we just skip dinner and I'll just pay you for a blowjob?
Don't tempt me, I need beer money.
we went to sleep in different beds and woke up spooning. alcohol truly is the anti-cockblocker.
You were mumbling a lot and offered me 20 dollars to leave you alone
I just broke a sweat shaving my own vagina. Something has got to change.
It's like my butt was the only innocence I had left and now I don't even have that.
i sound like a 75 year old homeless man that has spent all his panhandling money on cigarettes since he was 12. that rough.
The fact that he said "there's nothing wrong with being a raging drunk, just ask my mother." has me thinking that I have no positive role-models among my friends.
Can't a white girl just get drunk on a Sunday night and eat rice crispy treats. SHIT
I've been back for one day and I've already given two bjs. Improvement from last year.
I'm at that point in my life where stripping isn't the worst thing I would do for money
Well, she chose the fuckboy life or the life chose her. Not sure which one but either way I don't need that negativity in my life.
I knew it was love when he told me he wants to see me have multiple orgasms in one night
Bring me your tired, your weary, your buffalo chicken dip
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