he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
some kid came into the principals office and tried to explain what he was sent there for through interpretive dance.
pretty sure I just motor boated my professor at the drag show
Gym doesn't open till 11. I'm sure that of the other four people waiting in the lobby, I'm the only one still drunk and only going to the gym to shower.
She wanted to watch a Baby Einstein DVD while we fucked. I'm pretty open minded but that felt a little creepy.
cat food counts as protein by the way
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
bad decision saturdays are such a good decision
Somewhere during foreplay he said something about me only being with two other guys... I just went with it cause we have never had that conversation...
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
I found a blow up pig at an adult store. He will have to fuck that on video if he wants anal. Also, I bought a pair of clear high heels. Tell your brother I love him.
Their children would look like the Michelin man and smell like chef Boyardee
You went to pound town last night and chow town this morning. Boy you need a passport.
Okay, so is being determined to have my vagina licked by a woman on Valentine's day an acceptable goal?
We smell like vodka and hangover
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