We are walking down to the lake and then i dont know. Where did you sleep?
Places.
Plural? Please tell.
He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
there was a guy who was being paid to stand outside of Abercrombie without a shirt on... normally i would be okay with this but he was 40...
my shit smells like andre
I think any school that has COCKS written on it's baseball hats has their priorities straight.
Just found cake in my bra, debating if I should eat it
He offered me a ride home but i walked. He lives by an elementary school so a 10 yr old safety officer helped me across the street during my walk of shame
I'm sorry but I have WAY too many sex/ hookup related bruises on visible areas to be going home tmrw
I blame it on the rum. It keeps jumpng doqn my throst.
Well I'm about 60% wine, 30% pure rage and 10% tears at the moment and I'm disappointed in how little alcohol is in me
When I woke up next to him on the living room floor, my glasses were broken and it felt like someone rubbed a cactus all over my vag
His dick's name has evolved from Sebastian to Big Daddy to Barbara Streisand to Barbara Walters. I think the transformation is finally complete.
Virgins should have to wear a badge. This burden is too heavy...
I was supremely disappointed in the lack of dick and doughnuts in my life last week.
bitch dont make me pour hotsauce in your vagina
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