party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
but i got with him after midnight so its technically 2 days
last night they convinced you that a sharpie was a new style of chap stick... so when you wake up, you might want to do something about that
There's been so much talk around your vagina it's like a local celebrity
You took a bag of frozen peas to bed wiith you "to help with the inflamation".
That would make regret #10
He was more like the original regret
Might I also add after my boss threw up in the garbage can and yelled puking rally, he dougied, then told me I wasn't about that life.
Well his dad is my dentist so they've both been in my mouth.
Yo this huge scar on my head from the car accident is truly a vag magnet. Probably because I'm telling people I was attacked by a mountain lion and killed it with my bare hands. But hey when life gives you lemons, you use them to get pussy
He told me he needed "space" but then goes and likes my insta of panacakes.. Done.
I decided to have a date tonight. Back on horse I go. Or aiming to be on a horse cock one day. You know. However that metaphor goes.
I just need you to appreciate that this is the first time I've ever been cut off and it's at an airport bar in Philly before 1 o'clock in the afternoon.
I didn't even mind that he came early I just wanted to get eaten out and cuddle
8 minutes into the New Year and and I've already sent a nude...new year, new me?
I am such a fucking liability at weddings. I ended up making out with this married 40-year-old that told me that basically if I came home with him and be a sex partner for him and his wife, I would never have to pay for anything again. Extremely considered it.
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