I love that she's always that person who people think it's a good idea to invite her to something. and then she's there and you realize, "nope."
He keeps asking where i got my clothes and accessories. i'm not sure if he wants to fuck me, or go shopping.
That's the last time we joust in Radio Flyer wagons after margarita night.
Exactly. wat kind of friend would i be if i even pretended to give a shit about ur problems
I just found out my boyfriend is cheating on me, please tell me Carl is a unisex name.
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
There is a pube in my fucking eyeball
we were totes just talking about. huu in the bathbub. 5 girlszzz
In other words, he somehow found his way to my apartment, wasted, and was naked on my new couch. Completely naked. It was too special to pass up.
Im laying on the couch wishing someone was here to pour wine in my mouth. I need an alcohol IV
I don't remember what you were saying to me in the bathroom. But whatever it was, yes, because i remember nodding a lot.
He sent me a picture of him trying to push his cock into a Gatorade bottle. I dont know if I'm impressed it didn't fit and disgusted that he sent me something so vile.
If I showed up at your door with pizza and a bottle of tequila wearing nothing but chaps and a fireman helmet, would you send me away?
Moral of the story: fuckboys never change
My aunt just dropped me off at the bar, handed me $50 and told me she'd pick me up later if I needed her to. I should've gotten my license suspended a long ass time ago lol
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