i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i scrubbed and i still was a whore
you lied. pity sex is amazing.
She's been divorced three times and use to raise cock fighters. Of course I'm interested in her
I think I just tested my sobriety limits for unicycling.
You were offering to spell people's name for a dollar.
Uggh answer your phone, you are the only one I know who'll be proud of what I woke up next to this morning .
I flossed his teeth and then we had sex in the bathroom. It just seemed like a good idea.
I don't remember much but I think I'm wearing your underwear, and for that, I am extremely grateful.
The goal for tonight is vagina. In and around. Doesn't matter who. How. Or why.
I immediately knew he was tripping, he came over with a grocery bag of snow balls and a bike helmet on and asked if I was prepared to die for my country.
I was grinding on him when mosquitoes starting biting us and ruined every damn thing. I just wanted to fuck on a slide under the stars. It's every girls dream.
Burritos, beer, and hot tub sex. Merry Christmas to me.
I'm hoping the sedatives kick in before I drunkenly decide to eat this whole cheesecake.
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
These snow days are takeing a toll on my liver
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