I'm at the laundry mat. This guy is here showing me his ankle monitor. The weird ones always find me.
He literally didn't stop until I lost count of how many times he made me orgasm. It took three hours.
I'm pretty sure he's lost all respect for me. it probably happened somewhere around the time i had officially slept with every single one of his friends..
It's pretty bad that I know he's opening his door from the way it squeaks because I have snuck out of his room so many times this semester...
I don't remember you taking the condom off last night. Did you just walk home in it ?
it will be an insanely irresponsible summer.the only things i plan on not doing are dying and getting pregnant.and even those are negotiable
Seriously. There are at least 10 other people drinking at the bar with me at 10:40. Im justifying it with the fact that I've been up since 5am.
The guy you fucked with the lazy eye is here, im avoiding contact by texting you. But i just looked up and he recognizes me, theres no way he doesnt. I'd remember the girl who called me quasimodo all night too. Sober me feels so bad.
I don't care if he was in that porno. He looked like he knew what he was doing.
I need to hump something and I know u understand.
Debating going to the grocery store with my vibrator still in, cause I can't stand the idea of it out. Lets do some risk/reward
So which one of you fuckers changed my backgrounds while I was passed out to me holding a chicken like the statue of liberty?
I be dancing. See you soon. You can drink tequila from my pants.
Yeah I mean I think I need to stop living off of snacks and alcohol
i feel like doing his laundry was not included in the job description when we became fuck buddies.
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