so i woke up with ketchup and a sticky boob on my face...this is a new low
and all i could think was, am i really about to have sex with someone who still thinks that pee comes out of the actual vagina?
He asked me why my bellybutton was so ugly... and wondered why i wasnt in the mood anymore.
I refuse to have another spring break doomed by pregnancy.
Probably not well advised, but you're welcome to stop by if your not ready to end your night. You know, for Thanksgiving's sake.
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
The sweaty, naked apartment dance party wasn't complete until I threw the whole jar of glitter on us. It was like the icing.
Well, you've continued the theme of living with people who's dicks I've sucked.
Saw the same Luigi I hooked up with last Halloween. Still in his same Luigi costume and scruff that hurt my face
I tried getting kicked out of my favorite bar. No matter what I did, I could do no wrong
I know how vodka works Grace. I'm drunk, not stupid.
Black magic does not go near my vagina, it's a rule
I just told the bartender to “give me something that will murder me”
Decisions were made. The quality of them will be judged tomorrow
Yeah that was post sex. I was thinking in my mind, no wonder he didnt ask me to call him daddy since he actually is a dad
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