So I thought I was slick leaving his room this morning all incognito. Little did I know I was wearing his football jersey with his name across the back... stilettos & my bra was left behind. never seeing that again
And then I interrupted the father of the groom, to ask if she was "ballet or pole" in the middle of his story about his niece, the dancer.
Land Before Time marathon. we drink every time littlefoot almost eats a treestar.
By midnight I was dipping doritos in frosting...that's how my simmer break diet is going.
You scratched my dick last night. It deserves an apology and I fell that actions speak louder than words when it comes to apologies like this.
Going to the market. I need some nachos and a serious re-evalution of my life.
I was tied up in bed before noon, the rest of the day can go to hell.
He is currently pregaming mini golf. MINI GOLF.
We put a ban on pants at an unusually early point in the night.
I need to stop getting drunk and telling people it isn't "about them."
I woke up with my vibrator in my bed so I'm assuming I had a decent night.
No more twerking this week. I think I dislocated a boob.
I have a 8 minute video of a fish tank on my phone.
We need to stop going to pet stores high.
Wanna buy a dildo with me during your lunch break tomorrow?
You don't have to buy me dinner, watch tv or even hang out if you don't want. Just fuck.
Randomize
