Weren't you self-described as an 'arab' slut?
No?
Well my cheeks are red now
But never have I ever had sex with a dirty talker before, so it was something else, to say the least. I signed up to get laid, not play Penthouse Mad Libs.
in the car goin home for fam dinner and he is silent... i think he realized how big of a whore his little sister is
i definitely just woke up with half of a cigarette tucked underneath my balls. Last night must have been interesting
so apparently i worked out for over an hour last night. drinking is the only way i will ever get anything done
To this day, he introduces me as "the girl I met climbing trees at 3 A.M."
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
Legitimate logistical question....how did you pee in your duct tape dress?
A total of 95 cents was stuck to my ass the next morning.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
You popped the Plan B pill then clapped twice, said "mischief managed" and headed tward the bar.
I used his number to look up his customer information at work. He's no longer saved as Magic Penis in my phone.
I just remembered I did the whole byebyebye dance at the bar
I'm in the Sheetz parking lot waiting for dad to finish a drug deal.
The only reason you haven't shit yourself yet is because you don't like having fun.
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