I don't care where my tongue is but i t's going to be in all the pictures.
I need to get the stench of sex and broken dreams out of my room
she wouldn't play beer pong with me unless I took off the rollerskates.
First off, get on bc solely in preperation for this event. Second, as my little sister you have a lot of whore to live up to.
the creek. my friends left me at a party next thing i know im in a breaststroke relay race with a bunch of randos in the dark
Indeed. The kind of morning where puking in someone's shoes is not frowned upon
Like lay upon bear skin rugs, drink brandy and reminisce of the yesteryear's before a majestic fire place? Because those are my plans.
We team puked and then made sex like wild monkeys. If that isn't love, I don't know what is.
They're not that bad of drunks, they come back to the vehicle with more stuff than they went in with, so its a profitable venture.
And I'd make him talk dirty to me. In Forrest Gump's voice.
Just puke out the sadness. Like a fuckin dragon.
He smells like cinnamon, and what I imagine to be orgasms
Sexting gets boring after a while. I'm eating a sandwich right now and googling 'sexting ideas' and just copy/pasting lines.
It's a good sandwich though.
I am in the parking lot of CVS in Auburn. I think a truck full of Plan B and regret just arrived.
Woke up at 5am in an elevator... Pretty much tells you how my weekend went.
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