well when mom kept referring to my "black hole of a vagina" and how i devoured all the nuts at the party like i was a pro, i figured my stay was up.
We fucked to techno music while he wore shin guards... best sex ever.
Also, I threw up on the playground again. I've honestly had more fun there this past summer than I did in my entire childhood.
He dared me to drink a bottle of olive oil in exchange for a 30 pack... So much for loosing the freshman fifteen this year.
I would rather deep fry my own cock while it's still attached to me than have his life.
I'm on a mission. But just to make out with him so his relationship collapses and he is single when I come back in April.
They should have to wear some identification that warns you to stay away. Like one of those cones dogs wear to keep them from biting stitches. CONE OF SHAME.
I was a little curious what "unspeakable" things he could possibly do to my feet
I love how when they see that I'm upset their initial response is to offer me ecstasy
While we were having sex he asked me if I wanted to get wingstop after. I think I found my future husband.
The Uber driver took us to a Waffle House. We didn't even say anything when we got in. MAGIC.
I dropped her off at home and her fiancé was shitty, it was 4:30 am. I told him I was the Uber driver
I will consider it. I need to determine if ogling him is worth almost certain death via zipline.
I have a bunch of bug bites on my ass... This is why you don't have sex against a tree in the woods
Refresh my memory....were we forced to leave or did we choose to leave?
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