you said youd get me home safely, you dropped me off at 9:30 last night and i just woke up on my porch.
thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
So I'm pretty sure when I was giving a Birthday Blow J, he went to grab my boob, but grabbed a fat roll and asked "You're not wearing a bra?"
No, I'm not okay. Girls are wearing BUMPITS here.
Can we please not be like these pathetic people in their thirties who only get drunk when they go see Sherrill Crow?
It's a long way off yet but I've started planning my eviction party. Be prepared, it includes jungle juice.
I'm gonna go out on a limb and say it had something to do with pool sex.
I shouldn't have to say "get your balls off my counter" on a Wednesday.
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
I say we start a new tradition. I came up with it all by myself. It's called work out, lay out, black out
He also gave me two gold stars for sex. On my nipples.
he could've at least fucked me twice. that's just common courtesy.
Can I please come dance in my bra to destiny's child with you? I'll bring the wine and the glitter
Ur dad just showed me a tit pic he got omf
i asked your drunk ass where the fuck you were going and you screamed “WENDY’S BITCH”.
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