who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
he left me a note this morning. it said "thank you for letting me touch you"
We banged through her entire lady gaga playlist. I can die happy now
We woke up under the ping pong table holding hands.
You walked away saying that you had to pee and you never came back. We found you an hour later in his roommate's bed. Under the covers. Still in your wet bathing suit.
$100 bras are my way of telling my boobs that I love and appreciate them, and all the metaphorical doors they have opened for me.
I dont think I should be allowed to pick my own boyfriends anymore
I've decided he is effectively a mouth, hands and cock held together by bad ideas and compliments, and I'm OK with that.
Beat the bartender in a shot challenge for a free tab. I won that, and him. I never get tired of the "this is my first time with a guy.." bullshit.
How do you even...
The magic of Christmas. And whiskey, of course.
I'm about to have a threesome at the hotel where I had my quinceañera. Becoming a woman under this roof for the second time, whaaat
we're like the harlem globetrotters of underage drinking
What is the proper Father's Day protocol when you're sleeping with a guy who has kids?
decided to jump from one of the levels of the Westin chicago Nortghwest. it was worth the broken legs.
I found half a candy bar in my bra today... Melted to my nipple. What a mess. It was still good though.
I think the cats may be lesbians. It could just be a two hour mutual bath but it sure looks like a 69.
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