What happened to our ballroom dancing plans
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
just walked past a girl in her cap and gown puking her brains out beside a tree. her friends were taking pictures of her.
working out is totally making me break out.. i'm doomed to forever be either a butterface or a butterbod. there is no way out.
It was her first time with a girl so I put on my tegan and Sara playlist to really get the full experience.
I slept with him because his girlfriend should know better than to be with him given is reputation. It was like sex and a lesson all in one.
I just want to be able to run around naked and eat grass with no judgments and have people feed me and expect me to sleep all the time.
Fuck you asshole. You cost me cheerleader pussy.
Can we just cry and dive into a couch-sized bag of sadness-chips, dip them in a la-z-boy sized jar of depression salsa while watching a show called 'Forget Your Hopes and Dreams, Just Kill Yourself'?
I swear if he puts my hand anywhere near his dick tonight I'm "accidentally" leaving all my rings on
We were kinda loud so his roommate woke up and to make up for it he invited him to a threesome. I can't drink whiskey anymore.
Come over. And we'll put iced coffee in the bong.
I know I'm moving in six days but getting wine drunk and laying in bed just sounds so good right now
Come on, what straight woman, gay man, or bi person HASN'T scrolled through Justin Trudeau pictures after a bad day?
We both shit in the same closet in Santa Fe. Nothing is sacred anymore.
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