i met a boy and i'm in lovvvvveeeeeeee and we're going to vegas and getting marrrrrriiiieeeeedddddd!
let's be honest with each other here, that's about the worst idea you've ever had. you need to walk this one off.
this is the 21st century. you drunk fuck him and then go on a date.
Security brought me back to our hotel room in a wheelchair last night. Vegas.
And if you ever tell anyone that I will fucking kill you.
We were squawking at each other for over an hour like chickens. Literally. Never touching the stuff again and never again showing my face at that Denny's.
Either way you look at it, I'm a slut. But either way I look at it, I'm having a fucking blast.
The last good decent convo we has was when I was trying to convince you to let me watch you pee.
proof that my night is going well: I can still open doors
P.S. The slutty NASCAR driver costume will be saved and used year round for role play.
Exotic beer tasting at my apt right now and by that I mean I bought random beer and I'm drinking it on my balcony
Her dad high fived me on the way out the door. Not the reaction i expected after she came so loud.
Nope. Flying out tonight. Staying with my great aunt who is an ex nun turned hostel owner. Best and likely most dangerous St. Patty's Day to commence in 10 hours. IRELAND!
Be safe. And I hate you.
The inside of my nose has felt like the guy's face falling off from raiders of the lost ark all week
at one point, i told him to buy you a pumpkin spice latte and uggs because you're a common white girl and that's how he should get you in bed
He left stubble rash on my thighs and cooked me bacon before 9am. I need to lock this down STAT
Nothing says hey I wanna be your friend again like ambushing me with a dick pic
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