And I wrote a rap so it was actually a productive afternoon minus not paying our bills.
so i was trying to be sexy and unzip his pants with my teeth. i got my lip caught in the zipper and it bled for a good 15 min, totally a mood killer.
Whats the name of the guy with his hand down my pants?
he asked me to have sex with him by saying 'take one for the team'. so no we didn't do it.
We should bet how many people are going to get alcohol poisoning next weekend and whoever wins gets a free Starbucks.
Times like this, when you talk openly about Tinkerbell being your spirit animal, are times when I'm allowed to question your sexuality.
Too bad you can't keep me under your desk. You'd love that wouldn't you? Massages, blowjobs, and I'd be forced to be quiet all day.
Am I allowed to compare getting cum'd on the face to a warm summer rain?
diet's not working. come over. i need someone to fuck the hungry out of me.
Bought asot tix too. After Saturday I'm gonna be reborn like Jesus and no drugs until edc
I had to steal sneakers from my man of the night. I dipped. But then realized I left my purse in his house. So I had to stash the shoes in some bushes and wait for him on the stoop. Then after he watches me leave, I run back and get the shoes cuz I didn't wanna be taking my hour long journey home through London at 3 pm in my six inch wedges and club dress
When you licked the fourth stranger's cheek the bar tender pretty much ordered us to get you out.
I am so not sober enough to have a 5 minute conversation in Spanish
I have to sleep with him. We're too much alike. It's like clash of the titans, except instead of clashing, he's putting it in me.
He invites me over for to adderall and chill. Academic Tuesday
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