So I went to the gym yesterday and my trainer put me through one of the most intense work-outs EVER. I was running around, bouncing up and down, stretching, lunging and contorting my body in a way it hadn’t been since my night with Raul -they don’t call him the Mexican Jumping Bean for nothing -. I felt great after all that exercise…for the most part anyway
Note to self: Need a new bra.
Gabby Out
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It’s the philosophical question…what would you do if you didn’t have to concern yourself with consequences? Would you eat the entire bag of chips? (In one sitting). Would you swallow the worm in the bottle of tequila? Would you bitch out that person you’ve always wanted to bitch out just because you could? Would you buy that over the top diamond tiara just to release your inner Cinderella even though you can’t afford it and it gives you chronic neck pain? What would you do?
Your boyfriend is an asshole…Your friends know it, your neighbors know it, the mailman knows it…hell even your boyfriend knows it. Deep, deep down inside you know it too but don’t want to admit it. But then again isn’t that what a good friend is for?
I miss the days of frivilous sex...
Had someone do that do me once but she rammed me so hard it broke the skin...hurt like a bitch and t...
Why the whole elaborate plan Gabby? If you wanted to have sex with him...have sex with him. Works ...
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02, 2008 @ 14:33:15
Agreed-DollyMix needs to come up with a better way of spending there time then bashing on some amazi...
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