The best was having to tell my 16y/o cuz and her bf that we could see him fingering her in the inner tube. Lucky for them, I'm the cool cousin... and was river-level fuckedup.
I didn't know how to tell her I was too busy getting stoned and making a baked potato to meet up and finish our group project.
someone needs to get her out of the garbage can shes never gonna forgive us for this
Think worst case scenario and then dress sluttier
I'm just going to text him the word sex repeatedly until he comes over.
Did it work?
Duh, it only took 27 texts and 15 minutes and he was at my front door.
Rush week is fine, only the t-shirts are white and if it rains, the frat boys in their lawn chairs will be treated to 800 freshmen girls in their first wet tshirt contest.
Welcome to college.
I swear that when we jog in the morning I can hear it slap between his thighs
He had a tramp stamp of his own phone number. You can't tell me that isn't smart.
There is a special place in Hell for whichever one of you put Ben Gay on my dildo. It was a very uncomfortable April 1.
We just don't discuss our relationships. It's pretty much like we're single no matter what to each other. And I'm okay with that. ¯\\(ツ)/¯
And I was like "take off the damn flower crown, we're about to have sex not post an indie picture on tumblr"
why not an indie porn pic then
It all started with sending him a text about Spongebob. It escalated from there.
Halloween: the only night of the year wheee the more high I get, the more it compliments my makeup and outfit.
I tired using vodka to remove my makeup
sad thing: we were only a shot away from an orgy. good thing: we all got laid.
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