He keeps saying he loves me and ruining perfectly good conversations.
Question. Will thrown up fruit loops go down the shower drain?
Well after last night it's official...I cannot die...it time to use this power for good instead of handle contests
turkey basters and jungle juice, is that really the whole shopping list for new year's?
The polaroid of me taking a test-tube of Jegar out of the gay guys mouth pretty much explains my trip to Spain.
He just lit his joint with the tiki torches around his pool. He is definitely coming to my future parties
for a while, i completely forgot that you wrote "fuck me" on my stomach before we went out. when he took my shirt off that night, he just looked down and said, "may i?". i think i'm in love
.It's like gods test of willpower against vaginal comfort
I called my mom while I was blackout drunk, and told her I was drunk, safe, and happy. But really, I was just drunk.
And amler is totally snoring loud as fuck sitting on the steps with her feet in a puddle of soda puke
I think I'm at a stage of my life where I subconsciously purposefully fuck everything up just to see if I can find a way out of it.
I like that you use a Disney movie to describe the starting of our BDSM relationship, lmao
In another note. Thanks for making me get a vibrator. For real.
Between randomly bursting into tears and the reappearance of my lost sex drive, this break up has left me bizarrely damp.
Juice tastes so weird without alcohol
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