Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
The problem is he wears abercrombie jeans like there's nothing wrong with it
We had literally Just finished having sex when he handed me a plan B and said he lied about wearing a condom.
I never once brought up his unibrow when he was insulting me. That's class.
You are in charge of making sure that her vagina explodes with joy tonight.
Do you ever wonder how many people have prayed for you to be a better person?
...and all my boxers are outside in the snow because????
Picture this: me driving down 183 throwing up into a towel. I just hit rock bottom.
I just came so hard there were tears. Actual tears.
HOW LONG TILL THESE DRUGS WEAR OFF. I WORK IN ONE HOUR, I REPEAT, I WORK IN ONE HOUR.
The last text I sent him was about nachos. Frankly, if he can't respond positively to that he can fuck off...
We're shaving superhero symbols into our pubes. I call dibs on Batman.
I just don't understand how she's willing to go through so much planning and effort just to get a dick inside of her
I just don't wanna be that girl with no ride and no pants
So here I am, sexting at work.
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