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he used the word "rubber" i just couldn't do it after that.
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
I woke up and we were making out. So the good news is that after two years off the market, I haven't lost a step. I'm picking up girls in my sleep now.
i don't even remember going to get food. i think i got gas too.
I'm doing laundry in pjs and heels, home alone with my margarita bucket.
I just used 'come play with my balls' as a legitimate booty call attempt. And it worked.
my car smells like vomit and bananas. this can't really be my life.
there is no amount of schooling that prepares you for when your morbidly obese 45 year old patient tells you she has her clit pierced.
I just feel like a girl who's never eaten a pb&j probably doesn't swallow
So I am guessing last night was a success we are all accounted for and only 3 of us have hospital bracelets on
I am naked in a blanket sprawled on my bed eating a pastry. This is all I want out of life. Ever.
I'm over being sad. I'm now onto thinking about all the ways in which he is a total fuckwaste
His boxer smelled like clean laundry while I was giving him head. It was delightful, like sucking a dick in a spring meadow.
he tied his pants around my leg to stop the bleeding... i think he just wanted a good excuse to take his pants off
well did it work?
it was a success in both ways.
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