i met him on craigslist. and no i'm not a hooker.
we're chasing vodka with high fives
before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
just thought you should know that she got home at about 6am.... totally wasted. she was locked out and when i finally came to the door she was on a patio across the street with some random making hotdogs on somebodys elses bbq.
He came on my face and tried to draw out a smiley face because he said I looked like I had a bad day
I've spent 9 hours vomitting in the fetal position... how did i stay like this for 9 months?
We videoed ourselves having sex... I now know why I close my eyes during sex
her boyfriend dumped her for my exgirlfriend. so filming our hookup is pretty much a definite.
Okay. I really need to get out of this guys bed and get home. It's two in the afternoon. He's not even HERE.
I'm bringing vagina and cookies. You'll be fine.
I have a third degree burn on my inner thigh from the blunt dropping on me in the car
I smell like hot dogs and captain morgan it's 11:20 am what is my life
I wouldn't know what to do. You never really mentally prepare for a cactus getting thrown at your face.
I buy a new bowl every time I get a new guy. It's retail therapy.
please don't ironically join a cult
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