It's pouring out. I am cold, wet, and miserable.... Kind of reminds me of our sleepover last night.
I've never had a man I enjoyed more than steak
He can't get past my hymen. At least that's what he said it feels like.
just left the emergency room. condom extraction.
You're the 8th person from last night to text me this morning and ask if I'm ok.
I knew we should have skipped class earlier, my lab partner is drunk from last night and making up his own experiments.
and when he finished he handed me a baby wipe so i could clean up. i'm ok with the fact that he has kids, but not sure how to react to this.
since you saved your number in my phone as "the hot chick you met last Friday" I don't know who you are either
I'm getting the lip of my vagina pierced & you expect ME to be the voice of reason?
My apartment smells like a lavender field inside of a giant bong.
I'm not drunk because I think my blood just is alcohol from last night so being drunk is sober. If that makes sense
I went up by the border of Canada. We took shrooms and went fishing...pretty sure we killed a dragon and ate it for dinner
Idk what y'all are doing but I just want you to know I'm home and if I hear him say "slap it" one more time I'm moving out
she said that no one there was hot enough for her so she then proceeded to give the passed out person a lap dance because he was "her type."
You don't understand. This boy has the Mona Lisa of cocks.
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