It's happening again. I feel like I'm under water and my heart beat matches "Teenage Wasteland"
He spent most of his night trying to convince people that he had changed and was no longer a sleazebag...he had his nut hanging out of his pants about an hour later.
then mid-sex he looked at me and said "i hope this is as good for you as it is for me" and kept going.
Someone jacked my earrings off me or I threw em in the toilet again
I hate when that happens
it felt like i was a kid in an empty playground. i fucked him on every piece of furniture in the house and then when his housemates showed up i was naked in his bed like i'd been there all along.
The last thing I want is a chocolate mold of my cock competing with my real cock for time spent in your mouth
I can't tell if they're having sex or watching the beach scene from Saving Private Ryan. All I know is I hear explosions and men screaming and crying
My Yoga instructor is playing the music from 'Requiem for a Dream' it makes me very reluctant to put my ass in the air
We built a fire and had sex in the kiddie pool. Then he washed my hair
Strong work
I can't be here...my therapist just watched me take tequila shots
I wish my bank account would intervene on my life choices.. $200+ in alcohol in 2 weeks and a $40 McDonald's bill is a cry for help.
Is it sad that I planned a a romantic trip to dunkin donuts for and with myself on Saturday, then added an equally romantic after midnight stroll through the half off candy sale? I find that worthy of adding a few cats to my collection agree?
driving home hungover today was like a life test..it was like the goblet of fire
ok so i got home drunk and was cleaning my kitchen and i was shaking out the throw rug and dropped it out the window, i'm sorry
Even my fuck buddy told me I needed a boyfriend. Fml.
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