It is pretty awful out and I still haven't put on pants yet.
we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
That's the last time we joust in Radio Flyer wagons after margarita night.
this kid just offered me adderall in exchange for my meal points. college at its finest
Your my favorite hello and hardest goodbye.
And I especially mean that last part, half the time you pass out somewhere and it is impossible to get you to leave.
We were fucking on his hammock and right as he came we flipped over. I landed on him, he landed on a pile of pinecones. We're done with nature sex.
Apparently you need a permit for a flamethrower.
I really wanna know when trying to grow up turned into try not to throw up.
I was looking at our sex bingo and pretty much every single row or column has at least one kind of person that is harder to find than all the rest
We've made things harder for ourselves
The struggle will be part of the fun
Also my bed has glitter in it for reasons I do not recall
CODE RED CODE RED MY VIBRATOR IS BROKEN THIS IS NOT A DRILL
I'm pretty sure ignoring the person that just sent you a picture of their boobs is bad nude etiquette.
I'm not winning any crowns in the Miss Emotionally Stable pageant either...
What, so now you are his nutritionist and his fuck buddy?
Dude, I just feel great. I love life so much and I love you. Love. Love. So much love.
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