The next morning she woke up and asked who I was and where she was.
My valentine's day: watching The Notebook, and porn, eating chocolate, and ice cream. All while jacking off.
Wow... you've managed to cover all of the sad girl stereotypes that exist.
He was sweet. He even warned me that his dick curved, and I quote, "more than a banana."
I found him in the livingroom trying to soak up broken glass with the clock from the kitchen.
Haha pretty bummed I didn't stay night yesterday after the bj fest you described
Well I'm 2 for 2 with the absinthe, I just woke up in some random car behind the bar
All I remember is intermittent flashes of being passed out on the side of the road 3 or 4 different times. And telling him to just leave me there and I would walk home in the morning.
We're so stoned that were both cuddling on the couch and crying over Forest Gump while eating popcorn. She asked me if I'd fuck away the sadness. I think she's serious.
I was loaded. my pee still has a hint of lime
He got a new tattoo in prison. It's actually a good tattoo, making it that much harder for me to hold out until he's off house arrest.
he was high. i was rolling face. we were both wearing grateful dead t shirts. at that point it's like we had no choice but to fuck
The cop said he like my hair today. Please explain all other interactions with law enforcement, k thanks
He put his number in my phone as Steve handsome
Was make out with a 38 year old lesbian on our bucket list? if it was you can go ahead and cross that one off.
She sent a group text pic called "Assemble" of his dick next to her forearm.
I'm down.
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