I saw a chick at 8 am this morning walking back to my dorm wearing wings... I'm kind of jealous.
You should probably just propose to him the old fashioned way: sleep with him and get pregnant.
She's like a coupon for free blow jobs. No purchase necessary.
She's a freak. I've got the scars to prove it.
They told me I stole 50 buns and a bottle of mayo and would whisper in their ears to look under my shirt to see what was for breakfast... benefit of starting to drink at 9 am
She cut off the top of a watermelon and is now eating it with a spoon. She's more than half done.
These shoes are like walking on sunshine and labias. So soft and squishy
It's hard to take you serious when you're crying your eyes out wearing an adult sized onesie.
Do you ever actually plan things? Or is it always drugs then whatever happens? I'm considering being worried about you
I'm back in the dating scene now... Since the legality issue calmed down. And my stalking charges were dropped.
I'm at the point where I'm more upset that he got to keep my bottle of Fireball than that he stopped talking to me with no explanation
I jammed my finger giving him a hand job. Don't ask how, I'm still trying to figure that out.
When he was leaving this morning he said I'll text you later on and I replied with if you don't that's cool too.
This whole Rob and Chyna drama is giving me trust issues. I'm about to text my ex and be like if you haven't already deleted my nudes, can you?
Let's not forget that we had sex on the ground in public tonight.
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