well, tey weren't taking lap dances as payment today
he screamed my twitter name while we were having sex.
Have $25 to my name but it's $2 pitchers. I have no choice but to go.
I'm not sure what happened last night, but my turtle seems afraid of me.
This adderall has me convinced I'm an Econ major.
She just stuck her hand down the strippers pants. Shit just got real.
He's probably hung over. I sure as hell am. I want to pop out my eyeballs with a fork and soak them in cold water
Hold on. At Sephora trying to decide what despair smells like.
New York City is dangerous when the only bars you go to are the ones that have 'open' in front
"I'm looking more at his dick bulge." Never thought I'd hear those words come out of my boyfriend's mouth.
Just cried because I'm out of oreos. This post-molly depression can go fuck itself.
We should have a mid-burrito sex-break, too. Just so we don't get too full all at once
Good point.
You were trust falling into bushes
While he was fucking me, he just stopped and said, "Mike says Hi." Then proceeded to fuck me.
What did you do?
What do you say to that!? But, when I came, I screamed out my full name.
My shower turned into a bath, turned into me lying on the shower floor with the water running over me... That hung over..
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