summer is not the time to consider going full bush.
As we walked into his room, he said welcome to the hurt locker. I should have left, but I love that movie.
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
i cant cry in cvs. not again.
I will probably be peed on at some point today.
God that barista is texting me bout his life like i care i mean dude just hook me up with free coffee thats why i gave you my number
I don't know how I feel about the stuff we got from that guy. Me and Monty are driving through town listening to static at full blast...
Idk. Im in a bed. the walls are wood. There's a deer mount.. im afraid to turn over and see who's next to me but he's violently cuddly.
But I was triple fisting doubles, that's bound to be a good time. Might have a broken collarbone though.
I puked on myself in front of a customer. all. over. myself. thanks Saturday nights
I left after my shirt got dropped in the toilet thinking that there was absolutely no good that could happen the rest of the evening. I hear I was very wrong.
I would ride that face into the sunset
I've seriously never been more thankful for marijuana and my resting bitchface.
Do you think telling guys I'm majoring in magic is a good pickup line?
Oh god, I forgot we had sex to Elton John
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