i thought he was 22...he said he was 25..he was 19...im 26..it doesnt count if you dont know right?
hey, we don't wanna leave the house because we're watching fireworks on tv. this is america.
We just got home. I got some malt liqour and a lottery ticket so I'm really doing a lot with my life right now
Now accepting hypotheses about how i managed to get a bruise between my boobs....
and then he tried plucking my nose hairs. lines were crossed.
I plan on showing these boobs to so many people that by the end of it ill just have a shirt of beads.
When she asked why I felt bad I said that it may have had something to do with the gin and cold pizza I had for breakfast.... And then I reflected on what my life has become.
Probably gonna run and pray I throw up. Then go get a coffee/bagel & continue to rally
I need to just embrace dildos and cats and call it a life.
They ran out of toilet paper so I used the rug to wipe my vagina
I mean seriously...It's like the universe is saying "your vagina is closed, move along"
Fine I'll cuddle you but only for the purpose of trying to survive
Btw I appreciate you as a friend for taking the time to validate my sluttiness
Honestly, this social distancing bullshit is giving me a good excuse for drinking alone.
The heart wants what the heart wants, and once again it’s a guy with brown hair, wears a chain, and has a nicotine addiction.
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