that was a gay-test. you passed.
with flying rainbow colors i hope!
fuck. did you have to draw it on me with a permanent marker
Brutally Honest is my real middle name, Princess just sounds better.
DO NOT FUCK HIM ON MY BEAN BAG CHAIR
It's the first day of summer. It's not a race it's a marathon. Pace yourself
its not you its me. and by that i mean i am more interested in having random one night stands with random hot girls then having the same normal sex with u.
I was more than drunk as hell I have rug burn on my elbows from ninja roles on the ground..
We fucked through the entire Destiny's Child album, it was a beautiful thing.
Woke up the day after the party with a bruise on my stomach. Pretty sure my liver was trying to escape for fear of it's life.
On another note, I feel like my vagina is slowly being peeled off with a rusty potato peeler.
It's two in the afternoon, I'm on my third glass of wine and I'm watching Lambchop on youtube. How do you think I feel right now?
These cutoffs are too tight but my ass looks like Freedom
IF I CANT STRIP TO SANTA BABY THEN WHY EVEN HAVE CHRISTMAS.
I think the only option is to smoke so much weed I just pass out for 3 days.
You don't need yoga. You need a boyfriend! Trust me I've become all sorts of flexible this past year.
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