so sad. i just ate the last good 'n' plenty out of the bottom of my purse.
Outside the community dumpsters: beer bottles and a carton of orange juice. Looks like we were here.
When I say rough sex, and show you scars from past encounters, pulling my hair a little IS NOT GOING TO CUT IT. And he just doesn't understand.
shes trying to book us all flights to Ireland..I let her get mine and yours but stopped her when she tried booking the guy next to her at the library
I always knew I'd be the first one with an STD
Fuck your 100 proof Hot Damn. Do you know what 100 proof vomit tastes like? Anger.
I try new drugs instead of new boys. That way you can't scold me about the importance of condoms
And my nipple is sore from him biting it. That is not a complaint.
I mean I want to go somewhere. I just don't want to put on pants or behave.
just woke up. hair smells like weed and bbq. shins are bruised. vague memory of us chasing deer at the park at 3 am. fill me in on what exactly happened.
I mean, you have to swipe right on someone you had sex with last week though, right?
There is a video of you making out with him, flipping off the camera, and holding the plastic flamigo that you had just stolen out of a yard
In fairness you've introduced me to a lot of people I've only met once, for like 5 seconds, while drunk
If I hear you use the phrase "silky soft scrotum" one more time I swear to God you'll regret it
I collect Covid conspiracy theories like I collect Pokemon.
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