He only uses me for sexual pleasure. The sad part is I don't even feel like a slut. I just I feel like I should just live in the top drawer of his nightstand....for free of course.
i was like hansel and gretel. i puked a trail from mcdonalds to our place so i could find my way back in the morning
Legit screaming match in this bar over the differences between cupcakes and muffins.
apparently my insurance doesn't cover road head. Bummer.
The drunk teletubby stumbling out of the place tipped me off..
i had confetti in my bra
i still find it in random places like a shoe or my car. that week haunts me
Ohhh,that's true. Babies are only fun when you're high. Otherwise, they're the worst kind of people.
The dopest dose you'll ever dose. I felt like an octopus all of thursday
Also, upon examining the photos, I have concluded that you were the sloppiest drunk girl of the night. And that's saying something considering Hurricane Jessica was in town.
LISTEN TO ME! GAY. FIREFIGHTER. They are the most rare and precious kind of gay. The kind little gays dream of. It needs to happen.
that man is just a bundle of powerful magic and poor judgment
My sister just showed me a snap chat that I don't remember sending, it was a picture of me with two big macs in my bra with just the words "BURGER TITS"
WHO DOES THAT ON A TUESDAY? This is not a Drake joke, the girl doesn't turn up OR down. She doesn't do anything.
Our house drank 90 beers yesterday afternoon before 8pm so add that to the list
It's not my fault, Tequila turned all my alarms off.
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