Plan B is the new Plan A
woke up this morning with a pool of champagne in my purse. apparently i was saving it for later.
Hm, finding a time when my drinking and your real life don't conflict could be difficult
well his nickname is liver of steel so it makes sense that his balls follow suit. tell him i say sorry
we were hooking up and then he goes "you can touch my penis" and i laughed too hard to do anything. no second date.
Babies are disgusting. I held one once. Then I washed my hands and rinsed my mouth out with wine.
And think got sick again from going outside naked. Word to all females...don't try the naked trench coat thing.
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
Best sex of my life. But I think it's because I like his apartment. Really nice bed sheets. High vaulted ceilings. I wanted to lay there forever.
You're getting old. Was it located in a nice school district for your future offspring?
I just did a booty-call caliber shave job in preparation for this weekend. Fuck being ladylike; I'm tryna get LAID-ylike
No, dude...I agree it's great in theory but I promise you that 80 drunk 21 year old sorority girls together in one room for formal is one of the worst drama filled ideas ever. Ever.
If I send you a picture of a dick will you give me your honest reaction?
Do you want to go soon I'm overthinking life and my butthole again
He gave me an ambien and I woke up with a raw chicken bone in my purse. I have no idea why but I hope I put it in his butt
I've started recycling nudes. Why should I take new pictures for every single man?
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