So the coke mirror was perfectly angeled at my face right when i woke up this morning. I now know how I'd look on intervention.
The cardboard box in my backseat wasn't strong enough to keep your pee contained. Come clean my car.
I know you're trying to keep the moaning to a minimum but the banging on the wall is totally giving you away
It's sad that the best source of heat that I have is my vaporizer.
we woke up to him feeding us cheetos at 3am. and by feeding i mean shoving them in our mouths and saying "i mean who doesn't like cheetos"
"lets watch the sunrise" turned into "lets have sex on the roof at six thirty in the morning"
Honestly, It follows the same rules as Cock Roulette.
Please just tell me how ugly she was so I can bask in the diminishingly small reassurance that might give me
I will fuck him senseless, no need for a priest.
I only have one eye to read your texts because I just stabbed one out after reading that last text.
It's home.......I'm going to the store in disguise to get skittles and cake frosting. Then I'll eat the frosting in a dark corner while I cry and wonder what I did to deserve this.
First booty call in Europe.. In Barcelona. With a German. In broad daylight.... Is that how they do it here?
it's not that I hate people, I just want to rip most of their faces off.
I think we've gotten passed awkward... the day I woke up at the palms and ur getting eaten out by the dude who just fucked me on the balcony.
It's hard not to feel like a terrible person with bruises on your tits.
I asked him if we could have sex sometime and he sent me a three page long text about his feelings for me. that's the only possible situation I've ever run into where a "k" response would have been more appropriate.
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