I'm not saying he was bad at sex, but I'm pretty sure I anti-climaxed.
I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
Just made a pepperoni sandwich with cheese, mayo, and pickles. Poverty is like pot, without the happy feeling.
Would it help you get over me if I told you that I had unprotected sex last night?
Using his name makes it all too personal. I refuse to get attached to this one. This is all about ass. He doesn't get a name.
Excuse me but the alley way I wanted to fuck in happens to be a very nice clean area.
how does someone with a Masters Degree leave poop in an ashtray in the sink? It just blows my mind
When you left the bar, you did two cartwheels and a heel click and RAN ALL THE WAY HOME.
Let's never forget the time I met you while you were running down the street naked and in handcuffs.
Packing for college has become a game of where did I hide my sex toys.
i am rolling on molly so fucking hard i want to do 300 cartwheels
You texted me the words "butt stuff" 53 times in a four hour period last night.
These are the last few fleeting sober moments of the day for me. If there is anything you need me to do today, please tell me now
Your skill with memes is vaguely frightening
I can't wait to get to LA so I can punch her in the face
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