i felt like cinderella. except at midnight i turned back into a whore.
Condoms? Check. Glitter? Check. Fuck me pumps? Double check. Dignity? No where to be found. I'm about to homewreck the shit out of that dumb bitch.
I've been meaning to talk to you about your lack of self-respect these days and the toll it's taking on your vagina.
yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
standing in the yard with no pants on waiting for google maps to come and take a picture.
never thought i'd see a ''climb of shame'' until she came down from the attic in front of the whole party..
her sex was completely horrible but her weed was great. imma ask her out again
you just kept saying 'take out my tanks' and tell the cab driver to go slower, i have no idea what you were talking about but i'm glad you had fun.
if u cant get laid at this wedding we need to have a looooooong talk about the possibility of u becoming a lesbian
I owe you 20 bucks. My blood work did show liver damage.
Listen to me plotting my whoredom.
I feel like i'm walking on a never-ending field of baby sheep.
I'm gonna give the beer pong table a viking pyre funeral at the bon fire.
He is currently in a meeting and I am sexting him in Italian
And he's using Google translate to reply. Who says cross country relationships can't be fun?
"What's your dick like homie" is not really an acceptable thing to say out loud
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