I seriously need to stop naming my lingerie sets after the boys I wear them for. I seriously just asked mom if she put Brett in the dryer
apparently, i ordered a pogo stick last night. i can't even be mad about that.
Text me if you also stopped reading harry potter in the 4th grade and wanna go to the bars tonight instead of the midnight premiere
its official: beach shits are the exact same as mountain shits
We ate our feelings. Then drank our feelings. I feel feminism delivered.
Braid them armpits, sister.
I'd cum for enchiladas.
Really stoned me is having a very serious, intent conversation with my mom about egg rolls and koolaid flavors.
I'm going through our high school yearbook trying to find what boys I want to hook up with this summer. We graduated four years ago. That's a problem.
Stop touching yourself.
Wtf!?!?!?! Did you install a camera???
Did I come home in a police car last night? id come downstairs to ask you but i dont think my legs work anymore
I'm so hungover I can't taste anything
I love that you put so much thought and effort into your nudes
I don't send half assed nudes. Go big or go home.
He makes bad life choices and drives a wagon, how is that not my type?
all I want for my birthday is booze and sex toys. don't bother calling if neither of those are included.
I don't remember anything from last night, but at track I found my thong next to the high jump pit... So it must has been decent
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