You sent me a text calling me "cunt" while i was in the middle of dumping my bf.
So we're fucking tonight?
The last thing I remember was talking about the economic viability of cock ring manufacturing... we had some good ideas
You broke a cabinet. You were climbing up it and it collapsed on you. Lines were crossed.
If you didn't damage your room so much from fucking so hard we would have got more of our security deposit back
I resent that
Ive seen him cuddling a giant inflatable seahorse. Nothing could be creepier than that.
It's my 3rd annual 21st birthday party. Disney themed. There will be blood.
Apparently I made a stripper cry last night when I paid her $10 to go away
I rigged together two of my vibrators for more power... I've created a monster.
I WANT MY VAGINA TO POUND AT NICE THINGS.
Witnessing a crazy lady on the bus screaming about how romney is one of the four horsemen of the apocalypse.
but it was less of a make out and more of a goodnight kiss as a "thanks for giving our drunk asses a ride home and sorry we called your bar the worst bar in LA"
I passed out in all my clothes. like my purse too..and with a cup of water next to me..and my last tweet last night was "Bye."
I haven't received a dick pic from him lately. He's not even my boyfriend and I'm concerned. I hope he's alright.
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
Would you like to get a drink then hook up or reverse order I don't really care. Hopefully you can keep this between us.
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