He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
I don't give a shit about soccer but I'm really excited about drinking at 7 in the morning
Well, let's be honest here. You're dealing with gay guys... EVERYTHING has an emotional attachment.
The guy who took my order at mcdonalds asked for my number. I think we should start fucking fast food employees, they're easy and think we're goddesses.
I already ran out of vodka but I have more beer. I just ran naked into the high school party down the street as took all theirs. ...figured no one wants to tackle the naked guy..
That final makes me want to drink myself into the fetal position
Yeah, tell that to my thumb. Cause it was up my ass all night waiting for you.
The walk home lasted longer than the sex. He lives in the flat above the bar.
oh the usual. high as balls and crying about the hunger games.
If you kill yourself you won't get to feel that feeling when you have a good shit in the morning. Arent you gonna miss that?
I just googled "creative ways to tell someone you'll give them a blow job". I'm losing my touch.
He sent me a picture of Reese's peanut butter cups next to his dick. Of course I went over.
Testing the emergency boobs hotline
cake and sex. what better combination is there.
I swear we were drugged last night
We had a 130$ tab bitch. We drugged ourselves.
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