party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
omg so im topless lying on my bed and i forgot my nail clippers are on my bed and i just leaned forward and the nail clipper closed. on my nipple. ouch
I wonder if those guys know that i know that is a halfway house and dont just think it is some cool older guy frat house.
"reccomended dose" hasn't been in my vocabulary for quite some time.
I need to get the stench of sex and broken dreams out of my room
I'll be there in a few.
I'M COUNTING TO FEW.
It was everywhere. My dick was a sprinkler of lost future children.
I was looking at our sex bingo and pretty much every single row or column has at least one kind of person that is harder to find than all the rest
We've made things harder for ourselves
The struggle will be part of the fun
I want to get up and tell you that smells delicious but I'm struggling with the idea of pants
but I'm still not sure how you became more and more fluent in Spanish the drunker you got
I think I'm just gonna exercise my lungs and fingers. With bong hits and crochet. BECAUSE I AM A REAPONSIBLE ADULT DAMMIT!!
I woke up next to a box of cheese bread it was super romantic
Woke up with a padlock locked onto my ear gauge and the first of many sticky note clues on my chest leading to the key.
(440): please tell me you didn't have sex in my dress.. IT'S A VIRGIN DRESS.
if you didn't cry because you couldn't find me and then pee your bed, your wingman status would totally be revoked for leaving me at that party.
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