he's going on about how he's going to treat me right and wants to let himself be in love with me and spend a lot of time together. kids these days. like its not about sex anymore. i'm confused.
You were dancing on the bar and fell off into the arms of the hot bartender. It was like a fairy tale, with more alcohol.
she pinky promised me she was 18
When it gets to the point that I'm more comfortable being naked at his house than my own, it's time to readdress the fuckbuddyship.
there is an extreme lack of margarita in my mouth.
I got a dollar bill stuffed into my bra on two separate occasions by two separate guys simply for having boobs. I feel like somewhere god is patting himself on te back while pointing at me goin "you're welcome dude." easiest two bucks I ever made.
When you get home there will be live fish in the bathtub. I did not put live fish in the bathtub.
Laying on a pile of just out of the dryer clothes because this is NOT real life.
Giving you good advice and being naked are not mutually exclusive.
Oddly enough I feel totally fine now. Clonazapam and red bull the breakfast of champions.
and i do believe that will be the last time you send me a photograph of our mother in her underwear.
Ok, stop saying "youths." You're 23.
I’m pretty sure I have teeth marks on my neck
woke up with 8 used magnum condoms bound together by floss around my neck, thats about all im gonna tell you.
when ur drunk laser tag is all fun n games. try it high and all of the aliens in the galaxy want you dead.
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