He can hate all he wants but were fucking with these crocs on
he refuses to go down on me anymore when he's high because he thinks my clit piercing stares at him
the pub in dfw airport has a countdown timer to st. pattys day, to the second, i like texas
according to the woman who took my blood today, i have "party veins"
I bought this skirt with every intention to have it wrapped around my tits by the end of the night. So, I'm not a whore. I'm a self-fulfilling prophecy.
He is now the second fuck buddy that i have met by walking up and grinding on him. My ass is so much more productive than dating
I feel like this is the moment of high where you have to write these texts down to remember to text them and feel that somehow this is important to the continuity of the world.
he gifted me a vibrator as he was breaking up with me. you tell me how my night went
The fuck-me-pumps were hot, the XL hoody kinda ruined it.
I got blood in my smoothie but it still tastes ok. Fuck glenfiddich.
I'm going to try and loofah my hangover away.
Update: It didn't work
you can only text me tonight if its in drake lyrics. thats the rule
The ecstacy made me so dehydrated I started licking condensation off car windows
At some point the phrase "I've hit rock bottom" stopped having a meaning and became my general state of life
I could tell my life story through kermit memes
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