bahahaha. this guy working at subway literally has someone's name tattooed on his arm, crossed out, and another name below it.
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
was his dick as big as our hopes and dreams?
Change of plans I'm coming home and shotgunning all the beer we have.
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
I shit myself. Legit. And I burnt my tongue. Unrelated incidents, but related in the sense of general discomfort.
The sex was so bad. I kept sending people snapchats of my face during it.
Why must everything this weekend have to do with something going into or coming out of my vagina?
I can feel your movements against the shared wall we are leaning up against. It makes me feel as though we are one. Queue Pocahontas song...
Do you remember doing synchronized hip thrusts to Michael Jackson? Probably one of my favorite parts of the night
But the sex is so much better when he already has a girlfriend
I just delete my bank app from my phone to have enough storage to download tindr. Is this my life now?
I love you with the passion of a thousand FUCKBOYS during the height of week 1 texting
if people come over to pregame will you hide my Oreos
Slowly dying because of my period and my phone is mocking me because I have 69% battery
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