i just realized how high i was when i was screaming red light challenge at the top of my lungs and am watching it alone
and honestly a story about how you met your future husband that DOESN'T include the words "creeped him on facebook" is really not a story worth sharing
He;s fine. He just kept saying "hurricane Gordon is coming to shore" and flexed his muscles a lot.
I offered to buy ihop waffles for all the homeless people outside the metro. It was time to go to bed.
As long as I don't spend the half the week passed out/fucked up on Klonopin and no one dies, this will be the best week I've had all semester.
as he was fingering me, all I was thinking about was how lucky his girlfriend is...
I think the "tmi" ship sailed a long time ago, and it took our dignities with it..
We're super invested in me shitting to my full potential
Let me know. Show me one boob if yes. 2 if no
He was wearing running shoes tho. Thats like the cardinal rule. You don't fuck a guy who wears running shoes as regular shoes.
this new dose of ADD meds is totally being waisted with the unemployed new graduate thing if only I could add my hyper focused side effects to a coverletter
Pretty sure I got pink eye from the strip club. There is also still beer cans rattling around in my shower.
don't take offense to this but at the strip club tonight I legit believed one girl was you. almost hopped on stage and freaked out at you. you're a beauty.
Omg, new summer goal: sex in a bouncy castle.
He ate me out in a golf cart while I watched the sunset. You are so right, golf skirts do provide amazing access.
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