He ripped my extensions out during sex, not noticing until this morning when he saw them on the floor. I told him they werent mine and he went and threw them in his sister's room.
To think... Somewhere, too drunk by buckcherry is someone's theme song
I legitimately sent him a storybook of naked pictures.
i dodnt think we hooked up bcause he actually texted me the next day
She fucking ripped my chandelier out of my ceiling. How does that make her a keeper?
in a garage, wearing a toga, theyre debating the logistics of Coke Pong. If I don't make it out of here... it was me who stole your Barbie in the 4th grade- I've never forgiven myself.
I can't ever date him again. Whenever I see his face I just remember helplessly pissing myself in my car.
Actually I more feel like I'm on a ship about to grab the holy grail off an island
The ship is me being high the holy grail is some profound idea I'm about to have
You had a hat of bras. Probably a good dozen, which is totally impressive for a Thirsty Thursday
The compounded multi day delayed hangover hit me hard today, with a vengeance normally reserved for large objects that go in my ass. I don't feel good.
After 7 months of nothing.. shall we throw your vagina a party? as its reinstatement into society?
It was so small.
Tiny. Got to love sexting. Imagine finding out the old fashioned way.
He signed my ass with a Waffle House pen.
Like why am I even still facebook friends with a guy I let finger me at a concert?
Why do I have this feeling like this is heading in a slightly threesome-y direction
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