: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
So I just had this crazy idea, and no it has nothing to do with the fact that they made me take shots at work.
things it involved: vodka, boy parts, possible photos of me on a cell phone. things it did NOT involve last night: my bra, his pants, and sobriety.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
now there's a facebook group for all the people whose lives i've ruined
My therapist said that she thinks i may have a sex addiction. I think she may be a terrible therapist.
Want me to drive you to Dr. Drew's sex rehab?
Nah, cause then i cant masturbate to that show anymore.
We got drunk before dinner. People at the other tables were praying for us.
there is a dude in the bar with no arms getting fed beers by his friends
I felt like a dog for all the times during sex that he said "good girl"
Not exactly sure why you felt the need to get the halloween decorations out. But waking up to 7 carved pumpkins really scares the shit out of you.
You said you wanted to start a restaurant called 'Barbecue' where everything is barbecued. You sounded really proud of your concept.
It was technically 11... But I go by McDonald's time, if they aren't servin breakfast, it's the afternoon. Therefore I can drink
If you can't accept me drawing a Santa hat on your penis then we can't be friends
but, alas, I am not the lady in the streets. I'm simply the freak in the sheets.
I passed up getting laid last night. It's almost been a YEAR - what the Hell was I thinking, being so choosy??
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