i'm in the guys across the halls apartment. i think 7 MIP guy wants me. he just got a medical marijuana card. might be worth it.
so im decorating easter eggs with my family and my mom is writing "Jesus is risen" and "God loves you!" on the eggs. i wrote things like "I'm naked!" and "there are drugs in these eggs!" on mine.
Actions speak louder than pants.
I kept telling myself all night that it was completely okay for me to lose all sense of my morals because it was my birthday.
Apparently he always goes for the wrong girl so it should be easy for me to nail him.
I don't know what's worse: going to the liquor store at 9am or knowing that its open at 9am
I'm doing it for my vagina. You should understand that
He's got serious oatmeal ass...take a moment and admire how google voice to text was able to detect oatmeal ass....twice
Jesus christ how hard is BRING SNACKS AND DRUGS to interpret? I trust your judgement on this one.
It's a self-perpetuating puke chain.
No night ever ends well that starts with "you know what this needs? More tequila".
IM WEARING A FLAG
So that's a no to the clothes then
FLAG
He's hot and has an accent therefore you don't ask questions when he tells you to take your pants off.
There's no button for "gave my boyfriend's cock to a friend" on my intimacy calendar.
He made a group chat with him, his wife, & I. Is this really life!??
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