ad ew i am wasted whats my problem
A disheveled girl in front of me just looked down, shrieked, and yelled to the girl next to her "what is this" while pointing at two large white stains near the crotch of her black jeans. I love that Thursdays are weekends, it makes awesome Friday mornings
he is the anna nicole to my 90 year-old billionaire. i'm grateful that he's fucking me, so i'm buying him shit.
Spent the entire ride home from downtown trying to convince designated dawgs to drop us off at waffle house instead of our apartment. i told them it was my house...they didn't buy it.
You really need to get over the whole "jail" thing. Its really not that bad.
Dude, they are shaking the RV, yell at them. It feels like i'm being rocked to sleep, I don't like it, I'm not a baby.
i love all of you. Physical. Emotional. Mental. All of it. When we speak i feel like a feather or a dragon depending on the conversation ...
I'm just going to text him the word sex repeatedly until he comes over.
Did it work?
Duh, it only took 27 texts and 15 minutes and he was at my front door.
I don't think I can look at him the same way anymore after he walked in my room wearing a short skirt with a boner.
The weed is temporarily burning the grammar section of my brain library.
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
I woke up in his bed wearing nothing but a penn state hat. We are....
If you end up wanting to sit on his face, just make a sound like a dying giraffe and I'll make myself scarce.
It's not my fault, Tequila turned all my alarms off.
he's like the highest ranking tongue wizard i know.
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