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.
I'm starving. my midnight snack, aka a teaspoon of cum, isn't holding me over
you dont publicly announce someones alcholism over facebook. you dont out someone like that.
i need a new camera phone. my pictures from last night are as blurry as my memories. and neither tell me why i woke up in an airplane hangar.
woke up this morning with pubes superglued to my face, not my pubes
if you want blown tonight you're gonna have to take me up on that offer now. in less then 45 minutes you're gonna be blacked out and i'm not doing something i'm not getting credit for in the morning.
I guess wearing a straight up bikini to class is an early indication that Thirsty Thursday has started.
It's been decided..lingerie is an investment. You get free breakfast and cab rides out of it.
On the plus side, I got cel phone video of a major fox news host doing coke.
I plan on drinking enough to kill at least 2 frat boys and make an aa meeting weep for joy
I got whiskey, so I think the blizzard and I are at an even match
I went from naked with lasts nights hookup to Ihop in 6 minutes flat
I think that's a new house record
Lesson learned. Don't roleplay with a real knife.
I deserve to have sex with a hot freshman ok
So how do I tell him I've been sleeping with his wife too?
Randomize
