we put on a show in the hot tub for our boyfriends, then climbed out and both got down on our hands and knees and puked at the same time--still naked.
White boys cant dance....we did an empirical study
Two girls I have never met just thumb wrestled to decide who gets to make out with me.
I swear, its like my old fuck buddies have a 6th sense for when I'm going to be daydrunk. Then they start texting me. And then I start sexting them
We could supplement the Tour with Edward Andre-hands. Because 40s are for the 99%.
Your place is a magnet for either righteous parties or crippling alcohol dependency. Lets find out which together
Watching her eat just hurts me
tanning, a slurpee, and a cigarette. spa day college edition
Whenever I think to myself, "I don't work for a bunch of hours"... It's shot time?
His water bottle is sitting on my coffee table like a monolith dedicated to the things he is not doing to my vagina.
Yeah, the email that I was sending to get an Escort for the weekend, copied and pasted to my boss, that should be interesting conversation, when I come back from Christmas vacation break.
be right there i have to get my cape
The other day, he sent me a snapchat of his dick in the forest. He captioned it "nature nudes."
I made it out of the house. Success.
It's not better out here. I'm at Target hyperventilating in the aisles.
I'm not just straddling the line between love and hate, I'm dry humping the shit out of it
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