I wanna crawl in your skin and have dreams about Bobby Kennedy tonight.
Come downstairs. Moms serving wine for breakfast again.
Theres was an instant understanding between us being drunk on the trampoline at four in the morning and the people walking down the road at the same time
Well no need to be a stranger, even if you aren't interested in joining my bisexual polygamist marriage. New city, new friends.
They were picking gravel out of my face for an hour. I think I took more out of the road than the road did of me.
Barfights against pavement aren't genrally won by people. Props.
I've been timing it. He's been showering alone for 33 minutes. 4 minutes ago, he said "truth or dare." haven't heard anything since.
Just me. You're probably having sex with her right now, so here's a reminder that you should be thinking of me per our agreement.
I have a new philosophy. Fuck wearing bras, it's summertime.
last night we were hooking up when all the sudden he just murmured "mm blonde". i don't know what to think about this situation.
I just fist bumped God in my head for last night. What a bro.
Also send boobie pics with bobs burgers in background its the only way to get me off anymore
I got stabbed with a couple of chip crumbs during sex Saturday. Further proof I need to stop eating snacks in bed
He just brought a live lobster to the party.
Also that boy who jizzed in me wearing Cowboy boots and a plaid shirt snapped me at 4 am and said "I owe you a dinner. Sorry"
Justin has passed out on the toilet in a locked stall. Stay tuned for pics.
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