But I don't consider them one night stands. They're auditions.
The dutch village is so much worse hungover. Fuck them and their wooden shoes.
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
I dont even clean my room anymore .. i drunk proof it for when i come back smashed with a guy
I wonder what a non-hungover friday at work is like
i left the icescrapper in his bathroom. i dont remember taking it there, but i remember brushing his hair with it.
Breaking a step ladder over someone's back turned into a really fun game, way too quickly.
I taught her to play Monopoly. She sold me her bra to keep from going bankrupt.
My orifices are off limits as long as you have that stache. Your call.
So you called me the queen of nudes yesterday and I'm still not sure how I feel about it
Good news my life of crime finally paid off
IS NO AN EMOTION BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT I'M FEELING RIGHT NOW
He grabbed my tits and sang "you are so beautiful" to them before faceplanting into my chest
Why would you trust me with ANYTHING!!!???
Is it sad the checkout lady had to inform my mom she can't buy alcohol before 8am?
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