We should be called the Road Head Warriors
so basically i'm the" little sister", he's the "big brother" and we just fucked
dinner with the girl I motorboated last semester wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be
I'm more picky about my flip flops than the guys I sleep with
drunken yoga. on the beach. senior week. you have been chosen <3
We were so hungover we fell asleep in Goodyear waiting for them to fix her car. At 4 in the afternoon on a Sunday. The workers apparently didnt want to vacuum because they didn't want to wake us.
At this point i guess a traditional, non-life-threatening pity fuck is too much to ask for
I just used bulldog clips for nipple clamps. Also, a wooden spoon as a paddle. DYI Domination or Ghetto Bondage?
He hasn't responded in 6 hours and the last thing he sent me was a picture of 7 grams of coke. I'm getting kinda worried
Everyone says I win the strip club
He offered me handsanitizer after a hand job, you can't tell me he's not perfect!
The name of the man in your bed is not Ryan. I can't remember what his name is but that is wrong
Nothing warms my heart more than the sight of a naked hockey player in my bed.
He sent me a snap of him eating a tamale shirtless. I think I might be in love.
LOCK HIM DOWN.
Chasing down vodka with apple juice and crying. Alone.
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