Now I'll never know if Megan finds a millionaire.
this is the 21st century. you drunk fuck him and then go on a date.
Shaking her cervix like it's the hottest ticket around
I kept reassuring him that I was easy like Sunday morning, not easy like "I've had 6 shots of tequila and haven't had sex in three months"
I want to get my vag crammed with complete loss of every bit of dignity I have left by this man from every angle on every flat surface that exists. That is all.
He ate me out in the forest at that park we used to hit my bong in highschool again, somehow this isn't what I pictured being 25 would be like
I don't give a shit if she's homeless, if you're gunna live outside el pollo loco and act like a bitch I'm squirting you with my water bottle
we were the definition of too high: argued for 10 minutes about who was gonna get the condom (it was 2 feet away on the night stand) and past out watching adventure time.
Just found the last picture of me as a virgin. Framed it.
Went kayaking. drunk. DID NOT FALL IN. Mission succesful.
Oh my god, are you sexting me while watching the Democratic debate.
100%
Now I'll never know if it was me that got you worked up, or Bernie Sanders' social policies.
Literally I can feel my heart beat in my vagina because of how sore I am
I know he's only a bandaid for my emotional disrepair, but he can stick me anytime!!
You cannot steal the fun of my nakedness. You do not own my nakedness. My nakedness is my sole property and I share that fun with whom I choose.
I'm basically doing the Walk of Shame without the added bonus of having sex last night. That doesn't look good on anyone.
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