I'm at the point in my career when i know a sites a trap and isn't real porn
She is definitely tripolar. Like bipolar but better/worse.
the cops didn't wanna shut the tailgate down but the strippers weren't allowed to take money without a license or somthing
the fire alarm went off. we werent sure whether to leave or turn the music up louder
at one point i was feeding a guy sour cream chips and he made me make the "choo choo" noise as they were going in. \ni feel so much closer to him now.\n
He just showed me a video of his erect penis moving to the beet of the music when he was high, I think I'm in love.
he told me it was nice to see me not blacked out mumbling to myself in the front seat, I told him it was nice to see him not in handcuffs.
I'm at a restaurant. I am NOT about to discuss my asshole over the phone.
No more going to class sober.. Tried it for a day or two, its just not for me
Also I've been at work for an hour and I've already been "honey"d "babe"d and "beautiful"d by three separate men. Apparently hungover with yesterdays make up looks good on me.
Let's be honest I'm gonna watch murder she wrote and eat taquitos at three am
Agree to hang out with him and then take a gigantic shit right on him. Or if youve forgiven him for being a fucker maybe make out with him.
I mean really am I setting up a snapchat when I'm 40 so I can send nudes to my 23 yr old bf? yes, yes I am. Where is my life heading.
I just poured two shots of fireball into my Rapunzel mug I love finals.
so at target i bought condoms, on sale undies, pasta roni, and martini mix. the old lady who rang me up asked "honey are you a freshman?" yea lady i am, thanks.
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