It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
Promise me that if I become one of those sad people that facebook pesters you to 'reconnect with' you'll tell me so I can delete mine and save myself the humiliation?
answer the phone. i thought i was eating cheese but it was butter. i ate a lot of it.
I buy you gas. You blow me. Economics.
..But I'm still alive. And thats the main thing
I remember nothing of last night, but I did manage to figure out which frats I went to by the trails of straw across campus.
Idk every story shes told me thats started with "back when i was a lesbian" has been my new favorite story
We just laid there in bed together, petting his dick and repeating, "IT FEELS LIKE VELVET!!!"
Big girls don't cry they get day drunk
I woke up to the sound of him repeatedly tapping out SOS in Morse Code using his hard cock.
This love triangle bullshit is getting out of hand. It's now a love polygon and I want out
He said he "doesnt care at all, really" if I shave my legs or not. Challenge accepted.
Sent him a nude and I forgot to crop out the Jesus picture in the background. The Catholic guilt is too real.
Her son walked in on us and asked if he could "wrestle too."
That's why we have robots to masturbate for us
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