Vasectomy results are in. No swimmers in the water. REPEAT. No swimmers in the water. Come help me harness my new found super-power
He took me home and by the time I woke up after catching up on sleep I realized I accidentally put on one of his fiances socks. whoops.
Hey, it's all about finding the bright side. And boobs are definitely a bright side.
especially when i'm drunk. his dick might as well be made of cotton candy.
We have hung out 5 times and only had sex 3 of those times. I'd call that friendship
Chasing my kid around a 30' jungle gym was not how I envisioned spending the day off work to recover from a vasectomy.
I'm trying to be sexual and you're sending me smashmouth lyrics
I wish I could take a screenshot of how things literally look from my eyeballs right now
I just found a grey hair. On my nipple. Fuck you too, Mother Nature.
I may or may not be setting up an encounter with a foot fetishist just because I'm curious.
I feel like my sexual preferences are just another sign that I am a 75 year old drag queen in a 29 year old woman's body.
I am stoned, not wearing a bra, and a woman. There is no way in fuck I am getting on a fucking bus.
The hair on my legs is officially flapping in the breeze when I walk. I must say, being single does have perks and this is one of them.