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.
wasted. watching meteors, awesome idea i ever had, see 2 for every 1 with ma double vision
vodka and carrot juice, if im gonna drink i at least got my 8 servings of vegetable
the vast amounts of cleavage i'm sporting to my final says "no, I didn't study but don't worry I've got something lined up for when I don't graduate".
I sat on his lap and we shared a beer. I feel like that's an invitation to his dick.
We literaly had to peel your fingers off the jose cuervo bottle and lock it in someones room
Rode my bike to work still drunk. Almost threw up on a camper while getting him out of his parents car.
No. He burped at a 3 year old, roared at him and proceeded to scream at the kid's parents to watch their child. The manager of Olive Garden was on our side.
After so many times of carrying your puked covered clothes home in a bag on a Tuesday morning, you begin to realize that Fucked Up Mondays aren't a real thing.
Yea he called the cop officer fonzarelli and asked him if he was mad because happy days was off the air. Boom, beaten and arrested
Her idea of a bathing suit is... well.. she might not actually even know what one is. I've only ever seen her in a pool drunk and fully clothed or attempting to get into a pool but tripping over her pants which are at her ankles. Drunk.
All my interactions with my brother are drug deals at this point
I just had the worst experience of my life, my grandma found my condoms.
I think if my mom ever finds out about my nipple piercings I'll just be like "mom, tbh it's a sex thing"
I yelled at your uterus for you.
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