So apparently I told him I was off to go "whore skipping" and I disappeared into the night skipping down the street. I know this because there's video.
The make-up sex just reminded me why we broke up in the first place.
I basing my decision on whether or not to date someone on whether I could imagine having sex with them sober
guy in the car over is getting some terrible road head. he just gave me a thumbs down when he noticed i was watching.
Don't tits with veins remind you of road maps?
..i think i can hear you losing your virginity
May or may not have found my way onto a stripper bus. To Chicago.
No fucking idea. Just paid for my chipotle in chocolate coins, though. Either there is a huge language barrier happening here, or my big boobs are finally paying off.
I'm having horrible flashbacks of being groped by Pauly Shore.
You're gonna die alone anyway. Even if you do meet a man, they die earlier than women. Best case, you have to deal with grieving over his death and then die alone a couple years later. Worst case, you get a terminal illness and he divorces you, leaving you to die alone anyway.
Thanks, mom.
he was very distressed by my statements that there could have been balls on shoulders without awareness
I seriously need to grocery shop. I have a slice of cheese, and alcohol.
why isn't there a kind of gay where i let guys give me head but they don't expect me to give it back? i could be that kind of gay
He was that good?
you told me I was being patronizing because I didn't want you to run barefoot across a construction site
He lives 20 minutes away driving distance and decided to walk. I talked to him today and he took a nap along the way... In a cemetery.
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