is it bad if i hope guys are like edward cullen and can read my mind. i could be a whore in disguise.
i feel like when youre not in my profile picture no one knows who i am.
herpes texted me again. he says he wants my vagina.
ok we should really consider changing this guys nickname...
Her bed looked like it had just hosted a water balloon fight. It was that good.
I do what I can to inject something into your life every day. Today, humor. Saturday. Penis.
I want to be done crawling through windows but the sex is too good to stop...but I'm running out of excuses for where the bruises on my legs are coming from.
OK am i seriously the only one who thinks Cocaine Tuesdays is a bad idea?
Let's get one thing straight; we aren't in a relationship. We fuck and occasionally go to subway.
Oh yes. Made out with a grandmother..... she had fake boobs and it was 330am. That makes it okay.
Mardi gras at its finest.
I'm not drinking with you for AT LEAST a day
I'm in my bed. Snow angles in fresh sheets. don't even try to get me out tonight.
just really comprehended the fact that I'm getting high at the same place I used to play as a child. the nostalgia and thc is mixing together in one, intense wave. WHO HAVE I BECOME
I can already feel the hangover I'll be having on New Year's Day. I don't know if I'm prepared for this.
Apparently karate chopping the fronts off all the paper towel and soap dispensers in the bathrooms isn't even frowned upon. Like even at the third bar when I fell flat on my back trying to jump kick the last one some guy just helped me up and high fived me. America.
I was so drunk, he put me to bed and went down stairs to hang out with his friends. Apparently, I was curled up in the closet, spooning the dresser when he came back up.
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