I was hooking up with him in my car, he wouldn't stop with my nipples, I had to literally beat him off of me. He kept groaning too while he was doing it. Sick.
Mommy issues
I puked the same amount of times as the number of bars i went to last night
i'm in the sorta mood where i wanna be that crying, drunk girl who will hook up with anyone that tells her she's pretty
he puts the penis in happiness.
saturday- my day is open, my legs are not. you in?
well apparently not.
Im drunk with people I love less than you. fix it.
Oh, and i love you too. Im just a selfish dick who had to talk about myself first
Mom called her a cunt. I think that's code for "don't bring her over ever again."
My night can be summed up in 3 words: Vodka. Threesomes. Hospital.
At the bar, some guy bumped into you and you screamed "hey, don't touch what you can't afford sunshine!"
turns out it took a Belgian couchsurfer dressed as Heisenberg to rock my world.
Sitting in my kitchen at 3am, craving dick and eating peanut butter instead. I'm not sure how I feel about being 27.
Please don't tell me that blonde guys name is Matthew I won't be able to fuck a guy with my brothers name
I had to say goodbye to one of my fuck buddies last night. He's voting for Trump, we shouldn't be doing it anyways.
If he wants a future he'd best figure out the calendar function on his phone. If he can invite you to his penis he can invite you to his google cal.
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