Sry I called you an 8
I miss you. Just wanted to say that before the drugs kicked in so it's legit.
Went biking. Saw homeless guy beating in the park. Thought of you <3
decision: in honor of being in new orleans this weekend all my drunk texts will be en francais
It's a system.. i get to hook up with them and you get to play words with friends with them afterwards.
you really need to stop getting laid in my dreams more than i do.
It's one of those things you just need to see in person at least once in your life. Like Niagara falls or some shit. His ass is the Niagara falls of asses
In 2014 only three boys have seen my boobs so far
It's not too terrible. You just got a little naked and broke your arm.
The three of us were sitting silently in my dining room at 4:30 am, half drunk, eating cold spaghetti and listining to death metal. I need a fucking cigarette.
So like if I threw up in my purse is that "don't ever show your face in public again" worthy or just slightly frowned upon
We just had can't-look-you-in-the-eye sex and it was still surprisingly good
Like I’ve seen him completely trashed and I’ve also seen him rip shirtsleeves off with his teeth and I can’t tell if I’m intrigued or not
He fucks strippers and doesn’t have a life plan. Of course I’m going to regret this
How was your night?
Good. I made people cry and run home
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