So im using the back of a keystone box as notecard for my presentation
He moved away. I mourned his dick all of Sunday. I feel a little better now.
he said 'i love fucking you, ashley'. it was the most romantic thing he's said during sex because he actually used my name.
dude i've broken up a marriage, I think I can handle a simple engagement.
I accidentally screamed the wrong name last night. He stopped for a second, said "fuck it, you're too hot to care," and then continued fucking me.
sometimes when i'm drunk i choose the spanish option on the ATM to challenge myself.
I will forever be haunted by the image of you hurrying to finish your Jimmy Johns sandwich in the Taco Bell drive thru so you could proceed to order $17 dollars worth of shitty Mexican food.
On another note- any interest in going to a gay bar to hit on 19yr olds?
I've decided to give up hard drugs for the rest of the year.
I always make inappropriate sexual decisions during the holidays
HE WILL NEVER BE ONE OF US. HE WILL NEVER BE A DECENT, GOD-FEARING WHORE.
I've turned into a small time drug dealer, now who's the real MVP.
i knew it was a party when i saw you sitting on the couch naked with the keg in your lap, still drinking and passing out cups
I aimed for bossy but it came out slutty
But then our conversations are like black box recordings. Just the stuff you hear when the plane is going down
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