Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
I got otter pops to cool the beers, it's an all around better idea.
it's like iHOP with fire
he ate out my asshole, i really don't think he gets embarrassed easily.
Where else am I to apply my creativity?
I don't know. Anywhere productive and not involving sex toys would be a start.
you know...the drug dealer i named my baby after.
No one figured out why I brought along the vibrating massager.
We're drinking vodka. Wine is for people who have to wake up in the morning.
My bed is full of blood and feathers
HE TRIED TO HIT ME WITH A CHAIR. Stoned video games are NOT happening again
I had a drink called "the white nun." It tasted like Marshmallows, and celibacy.
Sorry bud. Having a shitty day because the GF broke up with my wife and I. We really liked her too
He has a bed frame and a headboard.... That match his dresser and nightstand...
Hahah. That's good.
I feel like you don't understand the severity with which this weirds me out...
Ok well my life just seems more exciting by default because I'm dating my married boss and sexting with my ex
I'm not sure if I should pay him or he should pay me, but someone should get paid for the sex I had this morning.
Randomize
