The mall is playing a fucking country mix of lady marmalade.
welcome to maine.
Any day that starts with a call from my ex-bf... crying... is a good day.
Got laid at the last second. Facebook chat is good for something afterall.
I woke up and he had cut my bangs and put makeup on me.
I don't care how good they make you look, you've got to stop sleeping with gay guys.
We hung out in the bathroom the whole time and talked about sex and watched some girl pee. If you don't believe I was there, check the bathtub for bread crust.
It wasn't good. I can tell by the way he fucks me he watched too much porn
Our first kiss happened while shot gunning a hit from a gravity bong. Its that type of relationship.
Reasons why I love cats more than people: 1. They're not fucking people.
Saw the same Luigi I hooked up with last Halloween. Still in his same Luigi costume and scruff that hurt my face
I made him fuck me with my coat zipped up and a unicorn mask on. That level of drunk sex. Weird and creepy yet highly satisfying.
In other news I think my vagina is sunburnt
Before we have sex for the first time I would like "eye of the tiger" to be playing to mentally prepare me for what I'm about to endure.
Just threw up in a cup driving down the road because there was cop behind me and I didn't want to pull over. Not sure if winning or failing at life.
He nailed that bed down really well so it won't break again. All I could think while he was nailing it was "challenge accepted".
My fuck it list is complete! I finally got a firefighter!
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