I'm so bummed I missed coconut bowling. It's fucking cold here and no coconuts to be found
he kept bringing up different times we had sex and i wouldnt say anything back. i would never confirm nor deny the situation...like a politician ya kno
explain the broken jalepenos in my underwear drawer?
We sat in his closet and drank four loko out of my camelbak for an hour in the dark. You tell me how my night went.
Im making gravy in a lace bra and jeans. Just call me the southwern wet dream
Ok not good, my info has definitely been submitted to this sugar daddy website before.
The only explanation I can think of is that he still likes me. Which gives me an enormous amount of power over him and makes me laugh with malicious intent.
I'm scared to see what happens if we keep winning like this. I don't think there enough livers for every one after the season is over.
direct quote from andrew "you know i can't hear when i drink whiskey"
She doesn't even know his real name...he just keeps calling himself Hans the Third
No. Every time we go there, you end up getting high, then lost, then going home with strangers.
See I would make a great girlfriend. My surprises are sex and burritos. What else do guys want
Also. I think I just got sentimental over a nude
PokemonGo as navigation to get some at 5:13 AM. Life choices, yo.
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
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