like in an apt above a crackhead. A LEGIT CRACKHEAD. he woke me up every morning this week asking me if I wanted to buy a mini fridge and some CDs. at 5 am. EVERY DAY.
Is it too much to ask that he stop calling me 'titty fuck' in public?
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
theres 5 guys on the side of the road with beads and their shirts off screaming at cars already.
Please tell me I did not ask the bartender how big his dick was.
Realistically anyone can come I don't care it's Boston what do I own boston? No. I just don't want people who are gonna give me "why are you doing that" kinda look when I take birthday shots out of my birthday babe shot glass necklace.
Neither of us have work tomorrow and we live w/n walking distance. This is your official Sandy booty call. Come rock me like a hurricane.
I went home with a guy last night because he showed me some magic tricks and kept shouting "THEY'RE ILLUSIONS MICHAEL!"
Day 1 of the Fuck Your Ex weekend has been productive. Already boned Steph and we're both still glad we arnt together anymore.
He autographed my vag. This fuck just got authentic.
umm, I just masturbated to old Justin timberlake on MTV jams. in need of dick ASAP
Good thing my vagina doesn't have a chronometer on it. I'm sure my fiance would be horrified. Probably 10 miles from this past weekend alone.
JEREMY RENNER GOT DIVORCED. I STILL HAVE A CHANCE.
DICK-CITY HERE WE COME
eating pizza to get the taste of dick out my mouth wby
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