It's just you. You wear the fuck me fedora and wear baller shorts, hollywood hippie who thinks she is shakira when she's drunk.
my vagina's been through so much this weekend
you mean so much has been through your vagina this weekend?
We ran out of things to say while we were playing Never Have I Ever so we started playing I Have Done This... Have You?
His parents had a bottle of captain morgan on the table for me when I went for dinner. I feel accepted
I don't want to die alone with cake watching shows about cake
he was once again the drunkest girl at the party
Ahh good point. I got some interesting mental pics and I'm slowly entering a "fuck it, lets do weird shit" phase sexually, but you may have already figured that out since I've been fucking you sideways and upside down a lot lately.
Noo.... Like in the attic of a crack house with nitrous and fat chicks weird....
At least I made out with him before he made out with that dog...
this whole "benign brain tumor" is truly a blessing in disguise. I almost want to start bringing MRIs to the bar because sympathy pussy is flowing like the nile
I would rather her be sleeping with someone new than getting to go Harry Potter world before me...
I cant go through life without knowing what ginger pubes actually look like
Taking a shit in a Texas 7/11... not accepting phone calls now lol
Unless you count my weekly workout where I drink wine, listen to obscure/cheesy records, and pretend I'm a ballerina...no. I don't exercise.
You laid on the floor and pet their rug. and then demanded Voss water.
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