You kept excitedly announcing to the bar what time it was. Followed by an equally excited "Clock language still makes sense!"
my mom sold the house because of the grow room the couple saw i had in the basement.
lets grab drinks (in a friendly, not super awkward because ive eaten your ass kind of way) sometime soon
wow.
I think I've lost the thrill of being a slut. It's just that the newness has worn off, I think.
She just said, "are my livers going to die?"
I owe you 20 bucks. My blood work did show liver damage.
My fingers feel amazing. Their going like 100 MPH!!
HOLY SHIT. SHIT THAT IS HOLY. HOLY OF THE SHIT.
Also he wants to know a casual, consise way to ask a girl in a bar if he could eat her out. Think on that.
I wouldn't call that a crush. It was more of a minor brain aneurism.
Sent him a snap chat of him eating me out so he can relive the moment.
I hate men. But I love dick. You see my problem?
So when he asked me to go on a date tonight, I didn't think the words "have you tried a suppository" would be part of the evening.
Definitely went down on him last night while he was wearing a cape. He randomly kept swirling it around me and "revealing me" in the mirror like a magic trick. I'm not even a little upset, it's fun fucking younger guys.
death bed.
death patio
stfu you slept on the patio!?!
I could hear it slapping against his thighs under the robe!!!!!!!!! You are a lucky girl!
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