I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
I shaved my legs finally. I am starting to remember what my skin feels like.
I'm wearing the bright blue sombrero all through the airport as a sign of triumph that I survived spring break. I'm getting compliments
It's almost like sex with her has gotten boring... like it's still good, but the creativity is lacking... it's times like these that i wish she still wanted me to gag her
THAT stays in the CAR. And if one fucking person who was NOT in the car brings it up, I will KILL you. Thank you.
..So we should take it off Youtube?
Everyone is hammered wasted already...young, old, the dying, babies...we got them all
I mean it's my life so what if i want to drink Molson from my sparkly shoes and not regret anything
I'm about to airblow my boyfriend. I'll three-way you.
He autographed my vag. This fuck just got authentic.
Just realized I could have five different dicks in me the day of valentines day but no real date. My life
strip vodka pong is never a good idea. I saw into his colon when he picked up the ball off the floor
I can't hang out tomorrow. A boy wants to feed me ice cream and touch my boobs. Priorities.
I don't care how hot she was, she wouldn't stop singing "Shut Up and Dance", instant boner-killer.
literally who communicates this much post-hookup why r u like this
i feel like doing his laundry was not included in the job description when we became fuck buddies.
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