So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
i think the next time he gets me off i'm going to scream bangarang
ru fi oooo
I will never underestimate my ability to drunken ramble. At one point last night i think i was talking about hieroglyphics
Some dude just came up to me and stroked my beard, smiled and left. Shave?
Convinced lucas all the eggs in the fridge are fertilized and now he's crying.
Nothing like the It's a Small World ride at Disneyland to remind you to take your birth control. I took it on the boat yesterday
I don't remember much but I think I'm wearing your underwear, and for that, I am extremely grateful.
I shit myself. Legit. And I burnt my tongue. Unrelated incidents, but related in the sense of general discomfort.
We had sex on a lawn chair while fireworks were going off last night. It was unavoidable that I got mosquito bites all over my ass
I feel like the universe head butted me in my balls. That hungover.
.... My lady balls. Cuz I'm a lady.
I assume you passed out however I'm drinking jäger and beer in bed with my cat so your friendship world have been appreciated
He still want's to kick my ass for fucking his sister, probably a bad idea to leave the bar with his ex...
Right after i got done cumming i sat back and gave a big Ric Flair "WOOOOOO!"
LOOK AT HOW SMOOTH THIS BITCH IS
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