He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
I just heard a girl in all seriousness say, "I told him I'm not a stalker. I just really really want to talk to him."
dude i just made a burrito by wrapping 2 packs of scooby snacks with a fruit roll up. im so high
if by 'bottleservice' you mean 'bringing beers in my purse' then yes, we are.
swear to god some girl just crawled out of the washing machine. this is intense.
he's been in the country 4 hours and we just did it in the closet. he called me "miss flirtatious in the cupboard." i'm in love.
pre-gaming in the library. just gonna keep going until i'm too drunk to keep working and then i'll be there.
We decided we needed a drinks fridge in our bathroom.
Like some sort of pot growing robin hood.
I almost itched my nose with the lit end of a cigarette. Help.
I owe you cheese. The drunk munchies don't acknowledge food ownership.
I drank a girls breast milk at this wedding. Shit was next level
Ok thats great. so just to recap: you fucked a billionare in his penthouse last night, and I had a glass of wine on the toilet.
His favorite stripper is going to jail. He's taking it pretty hard
To get him to come she paid for his uber and promised that someone in the house would give him head. it worked
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