He let me keep his flannel as a "good job" for the great head I gave him.
I really hope that wasn't actually his first time. Because if my first time was anything like that I would NEVER have sex again.
ugh i can't even wear this perfume anymore. it just brings back blurry memories of blowjobs and regret.
He kept coming back from the bar with hotter girls and just left with two...I feel like I just witnessed something amaZing. Like meeting Jesus and finding out he has no morals either
I can honestly say I've never had orange soda poured on my vagina before, that's a story for the grand kids
I'm in the freezer. Shit took away any trace of hangover outa my body.
Just so you know my hand is still healing from where you drunkenly clawed me last Saturday
I'm up in my room and I just saw a naked guy sprint out into the streets from my mom's party downstairs
I’m going to try to be less of a cryptic bitch this week. Should be nice.
I mean, I already hooked up with her boyfriend. The least I can do is accept her facebook friend request.
Probably should start having regular sex again too to lose this breakup weight. Good cardio.
Dude, exfoliate your balls. you'll thank me later.
I swear I'm going to walk in one day with you in a ballgag just masturbating feverishly
Well i can't stand the sound of my own crying
You can make out without kissing
Explanation needed
It was beautiful and filled the audience with hope for the future. :3 I wish I could speak more but sleep werk nighty
I asked how you were doing?
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