Haha no. But I cannot hook up with you anymore. Especially when you group text people.
stuffed animals make me feel really maternal.
I'm coming over to use your dick. I need to take my aggression out on something. Hope that's cool.
Its official, drinking for 15 hours counts as a suicide attempt
All I can remember is being told by a guy named Kyle to stay in the corner until the cops left. Then waking up on a porch outlined in beer cans 8 blocks from my house. Pregaming for college.
I told him I'd clean his cock if he ever sent my GF another text message. It was a horrific time for me to miss the l key on my iPhone.
i am laugh crying so hard the guy next door stopped playing guitar
Only Tommy would bring a stripper pole to a bonfire
I feel like there is something fundamentally wrong with me as a woman. My initial text to you was "What's up, fuck bucket?"
SOS YOU NEED TO TAKE THE CANDY PANTIES OUT OF THE GLOVE COMPARTMENT BEFORE MOM TAKES MY CAR
also I have no idea whose underpants I'm wearing right now but they're super comfy and I'm not giving them back ever
I got to walk around for eight hours wearing power armor and acting camp. No way I wouldn't love it.
When I go to hand him the blunt and he's eating a cookie and responds with "let me hit this cookie"
This is a long quiet interstate without somebody to sext.
my penis made a compromise with my morals
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