she's not even a shacker, she never made it inside. she's just a porch girl
he asked me to eat out his asshole. after five minutes of uncomfortable staring i realized he was serious.
We totally just fucked in a closet. These vacations with his family are causing creativity I never thought I had.
Spent the entire ride home from downtown trying to convince designated dawgs to drop us off at waffle house instead of our apartment. i told them it was my house...they didn't buy it.
Down at Ground Zero right now. So many people here. It's the most patriotic game of grabass Ive ever seen.
This has been the most pleasant arrest experience I've ever had.
Maybe he meant to say like I love fucking you? But just forgot the fucking part.. That's what I'm telling myself.
Im about to smoke a huge bowl. My penis is so happy. Who needs girls.
Can I interview you during sex or would that be weird?
No cash. I had to buy four bowls of soup to meet the credit card limit. I'm not even upset. SO MUCH SOUP.
I wish I could be at this cabin banging all these old dads
Also he said my vagina was sculpted by gods so there must be some feelings here.
Dinner at 5, shrooms at 10.
what the fuck happend anyway? How did it go from smoothies after work to blacking out?
Right now I'm laying face down on my carpet in my living room in the darkness sending work emails from my phone.
It's a glamorous life.
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