He had a stripper pole in his bedroom. I didn't know whether to be impressed or creeped out.
It's happening again. I feel like I'm under water and my heart beat matches "Teenage Wasteland"
I'm going to make him fall in love with me one blow job at a time.
Everything that you guys said happened came back to me. like a tidal wave of regret.
In case you were wondering, transporting lube in a ziploc bag is just as bad of an idea as it sounds.
The camera shows a viking with a white mask, a creepy green guy, a gorilla, and a pumpkin throwing eggs and laundry detergent in his yard
OHHH and there was a Batman too.
A man and his most likely hooker just bought us Taco Bell.
I'm taking a shit break of discontent as a personal protest
I fucked him on my yoga mat. Then we wake and baked and ate granola. So yes, you could say I found my center.
just so you know.. snorkeling hungover: great decision. I was throwing up and he couldn't even tell!
I wanna die. I can't recall the last time I was happy that doesn't involve your hand touching my butt.
If I could go one week without being called a maneater or a spanish trolip that would be great.
I just remembered that I insisted everyone watch porn together last night.
Imp drunk. It'd free popcorn tuedday I love life.
Kinda thinking about going to my moms wedding high
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