absolutely 100% incorrect. and i love you more you silk skinned goddess
I skipped work to stalk him.
either she said she was feeling frisky or eating friskies..i was too drunk to understand.
He texted me for drugs this time. Not sex. I dunno if I should be pleased it's not sex or disappointed that I come across as a druggie
It's sad that the best source of heat that I have is my vaporizer.
Held my professor's hair back while she was puking. I'd better get an A out of this or else the pics are going on Facebook.
There is a mirror in the headboard of the bed that I'm sleeping in so I can immediately question life choices when I wake up.
So maybe putting the blacklight above the futon wasn't the best idea...
Well. No wine. And no real mixers. I'm using vodka and grape juice and calling it Slurrrlot. Happy Holidays bitch.
This is what you sent me from the other side of the pool, "Idk but thers a pool n l wanna get naked take off my trunks ill paddle with my dick"
yea I went to the store high again.. I think we're having pie for dinner.
He fucked me so well and hard that the couch slid into the Christmas tree. I had to pull branches out of my hair.
Fun fact: I came home from the riverboat without my panties. And woke up with a different pair on.
Im gonna start dry humping the manequins and see if i get fired.
Is there a sexuality term for 'only wants hatefucks'?
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