I could write a book called "things that come out of my vagina"
Midget Michael Jackson impersonator dancing to Beat it in Penn Station almost caused me to miss my train. God, I
how's this sound. You, me a box of pink franzia and a night full of possibilities in your basemen. I'll be me. You be you. And we'll see where it goes
I didnt shave my beard last night, so I could feel it while Im shrooming today
He is offering to pay me back by sending me a dick pic.
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My thoughts exactly.
You love him. Dinosaurs. Math. Sex.
I really don't think you should have 'baptized' your tattoo in vodka the same night you got it.
We left the knife in your bed.
I didn't even realize I grinded on a security guard last night. Shit. Did he at least like it?
I'm gonna look back at these days one day and be like "damn I shoulda been turnt but I was in bed instead watching netflix"
I know how vodka works Grace. I'm drunk, not stupid.
U know this is gone far when im in the bathroom trying to take a pic of my asshole
I wanna riverboat gamble on your vaginal waters. Just sayin
Want to sleep. Also want to see Alex on MDMA doing really stupid shit. Choices...
i told him the only way i'd fuck him was if he saved me during the zombie apocolypse and took me to a tastefully decorated yet impenetrable hideout.
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