Let's get naked and see who's stronger.
his mom and I have the same butterfly tramp stamp. don't ask how that came up
alcohol. turning childhood friends into awkward hookups since the dawn of civilization.
He didn't seem too mad about the puke on the side of his car. You still have a chance.
And when he pulled me off the bathroom floor, he just looked at the cat litter stuck to my chin and said "oh sweetie" and shook his head. I think my dad's officially given up hope.
Yes I have a handle on life. A handle of Svedka.
Oh my god. I just realized something amazing. If I get pregnant with a boy, that technically means I have a penis right??????
its amazing there are so many photos of me and him separately, since most of that party time was spent sneaking away to fuck upstairs...
Who knows? Maybe we can sing afternoon delight into each other's genitals.
ok. i'm ready for you to come back and test the structural integrity of this futon.
Balls deep in an Orange is the New Black marathon. Bring food and drugs.
Kick open the door, strike a pose, steal a boyfriend, end scene.
All I remember is that I was trying to call my wolf pack by howling.
i woke up wearing a life jacket, holding on to a footlong hotdog, and had on a mr. hustle 1995 shirt on
good night
(919) the date's not going well. He's on his phone talking about his eBay amine shit...
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