I miss Bob Barker.
Yeah, more like Douche Carey...
This is getting serious. I keep forgetting what's in my vagina.
I woke up this morning and the first thing i saw was the harry potter tattoo on his left butt cheek.
ha so i just found a picture of you eating paper towels and many of Laura freaking out from it.
we cant have a funnel and a dog. thats a lot of responsibility
facebook friend requested him the morning after while he was still asleep in my bed, a whole new level of creeper even for me
Eventually the creepy theater major quirks will come out. Probably in bed. Like role playing as the Phantom of the Opera
I wore my front clasp bra so he would have to prove his sobriety to me before we had sex.
and she is using the paper towels as a pillow... but you know what? i've done that too.. so u can really tell we are sisters.
before we even ate breakfast we'd found an eighth of weed in some old purse she never uses. it was gone by lunch
I felt that there wouldn't be enough planB and forgiveness to go around
I'm about to punish you for sending me a Snapchat of your boyfriend's morning wood
I have bruises all over my legs. Did I hit a car with my bike last night?
He was 6'5 and wearing a kilt, how could I not fuck him
last night is slowly putting itself back together. Its one giant slutty puzzle, all the pieces are covered in tequila and shame.
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