All of his creepy stalker friends want you too
shit pants at work. discarded underwear.
just showed this text to the guy at west elm. luckily we did not stool ourselves in the midst of the ensuing hilarity. so you're commando now?
yep! most awkward part is that i was a few feet away from a client, talking and looking him in the eye. i've never stooled while looking someone directly in the eye.
You guys need to stop introducing me as "the girl you shared"
Imagine a baby lion feeding on an injured gazelle and it tasting fresh blood for the first time. That's me and this breakfast sammich
he asked me if i would dance for him to make it easier for him to jack off. does that answer your question.
Yeah i knew he wasn't okay when he told me he was "seeing his vision"
all i wanted to do was something grown up. like go to applebees and drink.
If i pass out for a while at graduation, please atleast TRY to wake me?
Your cum is still running out of me. I pity the next person that tries these jeans on....
Suffice to say, I think if people ask about your bruises, and you look them right in the eye, and say "they're from fucking...", people would be like, "respect."
He just didn't want his drunk dick pulled out of his windbreaker at the family party
I know he works a lot but c'mon man. I 69'd you the first week we boned. Put a little effort in. Fuck.
Ps I took your recycling out, the 9 champagne bottles, vodka bottle, and tequila bottle is how I knew it was yours
Dude my toilet did not deserve what I just did to it
you know you should be lucky to find the case to my dildo....that means no more random guys at the house!
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