you want me
i'd rather choke on a dick.
woke up naked, spooning with wine bottle.. and my video chat was still open. fuck, not again.
It was like a secret agent hookup. No names, swift execution, get in- get out.
My financial aid advisors would be so pissed if they knew I was spending my loan money on strippers
she is like cheap alcohol. you can only get so buzzed before you get sick.
there seems to be a considerable amount of hair missing from my left hand. i may have lit it on fire again
Our idea of a "deep conversation" was successfully forming complete sentences.
Tipped our cab with a photo booth pic of us, a paper dollar, a dollar in quarters, a crest white strip. And a tanning pass valid in boston
I've started a list of places i want to drink. To go along with the list of places i want to have sex. Lincoln's log cabin is on both.
Although I would ideally cut back on smoking weed, imagine what getting high and looking for our spirit animals would be like
If we order a pizza and I contribute 9 cents, is that fair?
I'll have you know my trust issues and my daddy issues are two COMPLETELY different topics of conversation.
Take your time. I'm mowing the lawn. In the dark. Drunk.
Oh yeah, it was definitely the best sex of my life, I just don't think I can fix the kitchen table before my parents get back...
She threw my purse across the room almost broke a lamp and this all started bc she forgot what an air mattress was
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