He's on drugs...like drugs for horses.
yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
i'd like someone to explain to me why my clothes are all sticky. including my fanny pack. yes, this is a mass text.
I am not a stalker...i just bring a whole new meaning to the word love
They were so loud I wrote them a sex critique and taped it to his door.
I should have kept drinking, a coma can't be as bad as this hangover
just got carried INTO the bar by 4 people. it's like watching my weekend in reverse.
he told me while inside me and mid thrust that he's dreamed of that moment since high school... awkward
It got heated then she just left and I was all alone in the women's restroom.
Swear to god you say cuddle bunny one more time and honest to god I will sacrifice a bunny on the hood of your car
I was so drugged up it was amazing, I felt like a dinosaur "because I enjoyed spinach, and I got apple juice and only dinosaurs get apple juice" according to me the day of, and last night I felt like a rocket ship
Drinking a grey goose and water in a random chair that I found by the road by myself
So there's that.
Condoms and Ice Cream, that's all we need.
I saw a picture of a baby and it reminded me to take my birth control. Priorities
sending my old camp counselor nudes. childhood memory win or new low?
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