Hotel room at 3 am. She's 42. Stockings and heels. All because I opened with a joke about cougar hunting. We'll high-five later.
Didn't tell him I was on my period. Then had to surreptitiously remove some uterine lining from his cock.
even your uterus rejects him.
apparently my uterus is the smartest part of my body.
So, I picked up my 7 ft tall lamp post and used it to close my door. I feel quite accomplished.
I thought it was a myth but I have just reached the age of sitting on my balls. Not a fan.
I'm pretty sure I did the Macarena with a gay guy while shot gunning a beer
Seeing the pictures of him and i, I'm giving whiskey the win on this one. Definitely had beer goggles.
Running errands with mom, cool. Coming to pleasures with mom for her valentines night, not ever in a million years cool.
I'm gonna give the beer pong table a viking pyre funeral at the bon fire.
So much easier to puke and rally now that my gluten's under control
we are the apple cider girls!
No, it's ok. He's Greek. To him I'm just a light drinker, not an alcoholic.
Every time I start to think he's just not worth the trouble, he puts his face down there and I wanna buy him a car
Is there evidence of another human being getting away with this/ not dying?
I can count on one hand the number of good things that happened over the past year.
Woke up with a throbbing vagina and a lesbian in my bed. Then for the hell of it we had morning sex. Definitley bisexual now
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