She wants her shit back. Clearly she missed the cheaters-get-their-shit-ritually-burned clause.
you were watching a documentary about sharks and wouldn't stop stroking my legs and whispering "what if they could walk?"
It snowed today. The whore-inducing weather is official over.
arguing about whether his trip to england or my trip on acid was better
it was like a zeppelin in a condom
I got a handjob to the OC theme song. It was like going back in time 7 years.
just spent the last 4 hours covering his room in sticky notes. Viva Drunk Thursdays.
it wasnt even considered partying. it was like "ok, who can get the most shitfaced and not pass out"
On a side note Tyler is buying beer from a gas station in a panda suit priceless
Like, I can't stand that bitch, but i genuinely hope she gets the help she needs
Damn it. Can't order pizza. Can't do the hot tub. No one to invite over for loud, kinky sex. What's the point of being here alone?!
He brought me hungover chipotle knowing full well he wasn't getting a blow job. I think he may be too in love with me.
I'm going to become fluent in fucking Belgian boys
Also, do you have any insight as to WHY I have a note saved from the 17th of June that reads *clears throat*, "you got that swanky blues libido"
Oh god I just had an orgasim riding my bike. I need to get laid pronto.
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