3 different guys in my psych class know me as 3 different names and said hi to me with all 3 different names-Andrea, Grace, and Bella
I've never been more proud of you
No he didn't understand the sequence...then I started texting him these texts with vagina strategically spelt correctly in jumbles of letters.
This just became a night full of adventures...and by adventures I mean hitting people with my car
We're sitting in his room writing songs about America. There's a verse about a dead dog. There's tequila everywhere.
My gynaecologist hit my g-spot today by accident and for some reason I went "at least someone found it" VERY AWKWARD
All I'm saying is that any 24 year old guy who sends me a snapchat from the vantage point of his dick with the caption "hiding behind my weiner" is off my list potentially dateable guys.
No one needs to know about the barren wasteland that is my vag. Sometimes i visualize my cervix rocking back and forth wondering where everybody went.
I just pictured that. It's reading a book.
He asked if I had any questions. Apparently, "how thick is the stick up your ass" was not a correct question.
I woke up with her finger in my vag. Let's just say that I'm one horny inquisitive drunk.
"Being an adult" and "being happy" are two circles that do not overlap in my Venn diagram of life.
he drove over two hours to fuck me and came in 3 minutes. he got mad when I asked him if it was worth it...
We only initially bonded over boobs and sarcasm
I may or may not have spent student loan money on a vibrator, that falls under living expenses right?
I still think he’s a fuckboy but he’s nice to me when I’m over.\nLike sets alarms for me in the morning and always makes sure I cum.
Bear grylls would be proud of my improvisation. Just used her vibrator to massage my back after hurting it at work.
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