We need to start having rules for the weekends. Like no more downing 3 shots because we want to slut dance a little harder or because biggie just came on.
The only thing worse than listening to you two fuck all night was waking up and smelling bacon and there not being any left.
Alone. In an inflatable pool. Drinking vodka and raspberry lemonade. I don't need approval as much as I need to know you love me still.
and all i could think about was how mcdonalds would not be open anymore after we were done having sex
It's kind of like, standing in a garage and pretending you're a car. Except you're naked.
Idk every story shes told me thats started with "back when i was a lesbian" has been my new favorite story
Omg. Some dude is jacking off in Kelly's bathroom.
I am never going on a blind date ever again. He drank way too much and kept telling me I had a nice boob. Like.. Singular. What's the other one? The ugly twin?
I broke out the Krispy Kreme, and am possibly having random internet sex in less than an hour. I think I got this breakup under control.
I had to rename my dildo. I met a little kid who named his teddy bear the same name. It just felt wrong.
We smoked weed. AS A FAMILY. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
All boys are excommunicated from my vagina until further notice.
I can show you the world. Shining, splimbering vaginaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
When i said you could use my car and have sex in the back....i wasn't being serious.
100000% expect a picture of my ass in them
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