Afterall, it is the real San Francisco treat
he has a girlfriend so we used my stuffed animals to pretend to have sex
morning outfit: hottub soaked skirt. no underwear. someone's bandanna worn as a shirt. took me an hour to walk home. this isn't fun anymore.
you know its bad when everytime i put on a shirt i think of who i hooked up with in it
Couldn't find any balloons, so we're doing whippets out of condoms. Being a ho has its benefits.
I have the slightest memory of swinging a bag full of condoms over my head...
The realization of how permanent those tattoos really were set in this morning... I am SO sorry.
I woke up and he was starring at me and then said "do you believe in miracles"?
I'm not a horrible person, I just see what everyone chooses to politely ignore.. And occasionally say it aloud whilst deeply intoxicated.
My reasons for going are selfish. She just opened her own law firm. I figure having a lawyer as a friend is a good idea. Nothing in my life suggests I won't need a lawyer again.
You are like a vicious sex animal persistently seeking prey
He is into some weird shit i walked in his room last night he was waving his hard dick around hitting shit yellin cock fight
If I don't get to have sex with him soon my entire female reproductive system is gonna climb out of my body and choke me to death
That awkward moment when you bring a guy back to your place then have to tell him you only have magnums.
From now on he's gonna have to shave first. It feels like I got eaten out by a chainsaw!
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