week 6 of class: i have yet to go to spanish sober. i love being THAT girl.
WHATEVER CLASS IS PLAYING "TOOT IT AND BOOT IT" AT 8:30 IN THE MORNING, I WANT IN.
Look, if he's not the brother with three nipples, I'm just not interested.
UPDATE: lighting the grill with Bacardi. Haven't slept. Forgot the hamburger buns. Almost out of our eighth handle.
It was weird. Like "Mom, Dad, here's a guy who knows my orgasm face".
Someone is in my phone as "fireball girl" and keeps texting me. How do I go about finding out who it is?
So hungover. Walked into room and poached their catering before realized in wrong place. Scowled and ate it anyway
He serenaded me a cappella to Ed Sheeran. I wasn't going to leave his dick unsucked.
Lol yeah. Because I just woke him up to blow him for being hot.
You just kinda wondered into the street and started screaming at dogs and small children...
Chasing down vodka with apple juice and crying. Alone.
Wow dude wow that's sad man so sad. I dno't event wanna massturbate anymore due to teh sadness
Granted every 20 shifts of working there you seem to be on par to receive some sort of racy satisfying sexual encounter which money can’t buy
I found my bra I wore on Friday night...he fucked the underwire out of it
hahahahaha
Maybe singing about how you'd bang Morgan Freeman to the tune of Single Ladies while holding champagne and a box of Cheerios wasn't the best first impression on his parents
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