It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
I have a pretty basic diameter of my vaginal abyss. I'm sure it won't hurt.
I just want to sing "highway to the danger zone" when I'm taking his pants off.
he's from indiana, of course he's clueless about "g-spots"
creepy tank top guy is at campus health. he's hitting on a girl recovering from a panic attack.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
He was a bulldog and my face was like rare meat. Never again with the drunken ones.
Responsibility: Hiding your beer when your DWI clients who are out on bond come to talk to you at bars.
Pissed along side the highway while waving at all the traffic... if thats not a sign of a productive night to come then idk what is
I need to stop ravaging the freshman dorm like a virginity-snatching dragon.
We just had a 30 min argument on the actual birth date of Jesus, it ended in my brother and ain't cursing each other and an 8 yr old answering it by using Siri.
Come over. I've made 2 dinners and so many cocktails. I'm a 50's housewife with no family.
I mean, with your nipple problem im surprised. #hangacoatonem
who has a one night stand on Christmas ? But he's pretty attractive so thumbs up
I woke up uncovered, spread eagled to my dad saying "you really need to stop sleeping naked."
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