what time did you get home last night?
SO late...when your in the lap of a 35 year old superstar you loose track of time
He said to me " i could be your father but i dont care"...it was so hott
we black-lighted her bedspread and it looked like a jackson pollock painting.
Just saw a maroon grand am stop on my street, the driver opened the door, vomited, and then drove away like nothing happened. Been there, done that.
I came out of bedroom with my jeans on backwards, zipped AND buttoned. I have inconceivable talents whilst intoxicated.
He asked me "did you used to go to church" while we were having sex.
Every time you blow me I should make a paper crane and we'll make them into a chain and hang them from the ceiling. And then whenever we have people over and they ask what the cranes are for I'll say "reminders" and wink at you.
My nipple piercings are like the guardrails, that's why they feel so safe.
this night may include but is not limited to : police encounters, wild animals, stomach pumping, and waking up in a field
Took three klonopin and turned all my jeans into jorts. I miss you
I think we r still a few steps from ex sex. In fact, that's never going to happen. I'm just saying on the seething-chemical-fire-of-emotional-distress-to-post -relationship-intercourse scale, I'm closer to fucking than throttling. Progress is fun.
she has that "i will punish you like your mom did" vibe, i think guys like that.
Between having seen you naked and interpreting your values based on the occasional political FB post, you're no stranger for sure.
i just teared up watching channing tatum in drag emerge from the fog on lip sync battle. it's gotta be PMS. either that or something is realllllly wrong with me.
This is not okay. I only like one boy. I should like 200 boys and be having wild unprecedented sex. Instead I like one boy whose a born again virgin.
operation Bang Australian Boy = oh so successful
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