i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
nothing says platonic group sex like a campfire and smores
you dont have to exercise, you threw up last night!
hes totally cute, too bad i slept with his father
Replacing day drinking with a real job was the worst decision I've ever made.
And then I saw the naval officer and gave up that whole new leaf thing
I don't think he understands what an important role his penis plays in my level of self esteem
We are lost. Everyone is drunk and it all went downhill after we iced the bus driver.
Just signed my boyfriend up on a dating website so I could officially have a reason to leave him for my hot neighbor.
I'm sorry for the texts and anything that I said that may have caused confusion, pain or irritation. I shall not be drinking again. Furthermore I will not be keeping a phone on me should I fail to adhere to the prior statement.
im in the post action - pre consequence stage.
I can't. Currently naked covered in Nair trying desperately to catch his cat that rubbed up on my leg.
I hate that cat.
I nicked my vulva while shaving and I'm about to go on a date where I will be having sex. Which bandaid: My Little Pony or princesses?
I like to be the stable force in your otherwise chaotic existence.
I feel like I'm a car that keeps getting Bacardi 151 instead of fuel
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