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.
we are playing family charades. my sister pointed at me. everyone guessed alcoholic.
So hungover. Sitting in class about to puke during this ladys flute performance. Not sure why were having a flute concert in biology
Someone spilled vodka all over the elevator floor. Bring straws.
when he put a condom on for a handjob cuz he didn't want to "blow his load in the car" i started to question my choice in guys..
I dunno what he did but it both burns and feels amazing to pee
She asked if I wanted to "Mormon Motorboat" her, which I guess is just motor-boating her through her cloths. Turns out I did.
Btw I don't have words to express my appreciation at how many times you've had to be on a dirty bar bathroom floor for me in the past two weeks
My bar tender texts me around 5ish and ask what I feel like, so it's ready for me when I get home. All star service.
Dude. You are the LAST person that should live above a bar.
We had sex and then stood naked in his living room eating zucchini bread.
How the fuck do you get a noise complaint filed against you at 9:30am on a fucking Tuesday?
I can still be you friend and be there for you. And sometimes get drunk and fuck you.
I'm super disappointed in my clit.
I told him I wanted to get on him and ride him to Montana. It didnt end like i thought it would.
Wtf can everyone stop fucking in my grandma's bed? This is like the third time
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