By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
I think I just met the technical qualifications for binge drinking in five minutes
I'm in new territory... I've never had to convince a guy to let me give him head as an apology.
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
The dumpster is full of naked people swimming. I'm going to join.
I really want to fuck that guy in the full wind breaker suit
Just traded a shot of whiskey for a warm PBR on public transit. It's that's sort of night already.
so I may or may not have had intense sex to mozart's greatest hits on vinyl... I don't know if I should be proud or just really disappointed in my nerdness
I achieved maximum drunk last night. It was pretty extreme. Woke up on a couch, outside, in a suit
Sangria Flip Cup was probably one of our worse drunken decisions
Below this exterior of ice is a layer of cum. Followed by a pool of gin. More cum. Then, finally a heart.
I just paid a hobo to give me his Santa hat so I can take Christmas nudes. Will send them later, they're fire.
When you start lapping your martini like a cat it's time to go home. Partys over.
So is he the one who got away?
They all got away. I’m a catch and release kind of girl.
she told him my safe word. I'm gonna casually work it into conversation and at him suggestively to see if he realizes i want to have rough sex with him
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