similar to the time we made up the game of screaming at the top of our lungs any time a guy any of us slept with walked into the party. that went over SO well.
just crush a couple of percocets into it. tell him sam adams came out with a new beer. flavored with sleep.
he had two deer mounted on his dorm room wall with panties and bras hanging from the antlers... i cant believe i contributed to bambi's headgear...
about to tell this girl that sh'es my teenage dream. you have 15.358s to stop me.
It feels like I've shaved away my winter coat and my vagina is going to freeze if I go outside.
just had to make the 420 edibles gluten free and kosher for passover.
He asked me if we could throw a lingerie party together so I guess he's single again
also, just kill me. literally hit me with a vehicle, or an aircraft, something that will ultimately make me forget tonight.
Like, what's the customary waiting period to hookup with your newly single ex that you never stopped hooking up with?
YOU'RE CHANGING THE SUBJECT. I CAN BLOW SOMETHING UP OR I CAN TELL HIM YOU LOVE HIM, BUT ONE OF THE TWO IS BOUND TO HAPPEN
i snuck out to taco bell in my hospital gown earlier
Fall is here I will miss walking downtown in nothing but paint and pasties
he's single and there are thong briefs.
I think I may have gotten way too used to using my boobs as an extra hand/pocket...almost stabbed myself in the chin bc I forgot I put my fork there
The same idiot-bubble, now just bigger and louder.
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