It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
Nobody needs to come anywhere. Except on your face.
hearing that almost makes me feel good about peeing on the coffee table
Its like everytime i see you, my vagina gets a heartbeat.
sometimes i wish i had boobs. not on me. just like in a drawer.
You're going to have to tell him your name isn't Ivor McTruckson eventually.
Why do the people I hook up with still exist after we're done?
Guys with values who care about your personality don't cum on your back the 2nd time they you sleep with you.
I just made SCOTCHSICLES. no further info is necessary
Also. I think I just got sentimental over a nude
We shall need something stronger. Anal lube, the blood of a giraffe, and a bay leaf should do the trick. Make the paste and cover your left knee and anus in it.
I started keeping track of my period when I realized you had a better grasp of it than me.
I need to start journaling my drunk thoughts. Drunk me is fucking brilliant & sober me is missing out.
You can have my vag. Its useless without you.
i know were having a "heart to heart" right now, but does it make you feel uncomfortable that im sexting someone right now?
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