We are brilliant. We call it the pint walk. Killing a pint of vodka while we walk from cleveland park to dupont. just making mama proud
He like poked it twice with the tip of his tongue then left it alone. I'm sad.
i yelled out "tuesday" during orgasim. he fucked me into 2 days from now.
There's a certain level of slut that i can handle.... I think she just broke that scale
i think he saw me take a picture of his dick
good news: I made it out of bed and into shower. Bad news: I made it back to bed without clothes. Worse news: I don't know this bed.
He's moaning and crying and coughing up something audibly liquid. I can't live in this house any more.
You got pulled on stage by a stripper who wore ruffled ankle socks and did jumping jacks for her dance. Then you were put in a chokehold by a security guard that almost cried because you supposedly said "fuck you!" to him.
I feel like the only way to get him to stop is by telling him i'm tired from fucking our other friend every night this week
Rule #61 of being a lady: never get fingered by a finger with a knuckle tattoo
we had a full conversation and he only brought up drugs twice. overall I'd call it a success
I'm topless, wearing a fur coat, stink of sex, and eating dim sum. 2015 is off to a great start.
I drank too much tequila. I'm hyperventilating. Send help. I think I slipped through satan's asshole.
I FOUND THE LEGS
It took me twenty minutes to read that sentence.
All I said was okay...
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