her boobs were like sundried tomatoes..
get home. someone threw up in the fishtank last night.
Before you become official, we should get a hotel room and fuck our brains out. Sort of like a going away party for your penis.
it's just one of those nights where i don't care if anyone sees my vagina
Nothing says "I support my fellow man" like taking your friends recently divorced dad to a strip club and bar hopping with us to get him laid by an upgrade.
Everyone was passed out so I turned off the lights and locked all the doors. I also took the chicken sandwich in the microwave as payment.
No padding. I spent my whole summer with my nips out. October don't need that too.
Please hurry up and come back. This is so awkward. He's showing me banana videos.
I'm treating this like a real date. My boobs aren't even out.
I'm so proud, I have tears
Our conversation concluded a weekly schedule of casual sex in between classes.
O was like, nah, fuck 50-50. My version of bi is that i'm 80% gay, 20% drug-addled decisions. Apparently he's straight on hallucinogens.
This is even better than the wine from my laundry basket
THIS THING HATES MY LIVER
ARE YOU OKAY?
Physically? Yes. Morally? No.
Ive completely stopped wearing makeup. Not even eyebrows. Thats how sick of wisconsin I am.
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