So im pretty sure the object of my emotional onterest is tired of playing with me....
Im sick of reading dumb tattoos while having sex
I need you to send me a picture of your dick. I want to forward it to that girl and you and i both know you're more impressively sized
I just learned a new drink. Sloppy Ninja. Half Saki Half Nyquil
I hope your pay increase has gone through because I might need bail. This is not what I dreamed adulthood would be like.
Well two things you gotta know if you're gonna live here. your alcohol tolerance is gonna need to go up, and people do blow. Get used to it. Nobody is gonna pressure you into it. That shits expensive
That does it. We're drinking til we're pirates.
Can't we have real sex instead of you just thrusting the air near me?
And we just chatted casually as i peed on the floor and she peed in the toilet
mom is telling me the setting in which I was conceived
did you know we used to have a pool?
On the flip side Weston asked if he could move me to Wisconsin to be his "moto hoe" which is actually a thing apparently
He is such a generous lover, I can look past the fact his name is fucking Bob.
I'm like a freaking volcano of life and sexual frustrations
And since we used to fuck you are absolutely obligated to like my tweets
please come back. it's turned into strip rock paper scissors
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