I've been emailing with a woman. I don't think she's into me, but we've become sorta email buddies. I'm hoping to meet her because on her profile she states she's into 'fisting.' Frankly the thought kinda freaks me out but I'm dying to see what kind of woman is 1) into that and 2) admits it upfront.
There is no way when we get home that nothing will hapen
Its like they don't get that I only talk to them before homecoming, thanksgiving, or any other time I go home. I love highschool girls.
Yeah? Well I'm currently predrinking downstairs in my room by myself. Absolut and water with a hint of mint because I'm using the glass I keep my toothbrush in. Fuck, you bitches better get off work soon.
This tent reeks of fear and sangria
I mean, we do coke and have sex occasionally...I wouldn't call that a relationship.
The realization of how permanent those tattoos really were set in this morning... I am SO sorry.
My phone autocorrects "pooping" to "popping" and I'm like DO YOU EVEN KNOW ME??!
i just had to pick up my 18 year old cousin from the police station for hosting a party, and i had to do this stoned wow
the second she challenged me to mario kart drinking game i knew i was in love
also, sleeping with your chipotle guy sounds like a good idea until you want chipotle on your day off and have to look somewhat presentable to acquire said chipotle.
He's my ex's boss. I'm not above sleeping with him for that fact alone.
I'm getting reacquainted with drunk me. She has grown up a lot.
I drank Dr. Pepper and instant breakfast mix together and threw up sober for the first time.
Peru was great. He sent me a text after thanking me for my amazing morals which confused me but made me oddly proud...then he texted a correction. He meant my amazing oral. Sadly this Made me prouder. Fuck u bitches and ur morally inhibiting gag reflexes.
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