so craigslist just dropped their "erotic services" ads. there goes our livelyhood
at a bonfire and someone threw a plastic cup in the fire. everyone immediately stopped what they were doing to yell collectively at him about what he was doing to the environment, then went back to drinking
only in oregon
Mid thrust he tells me that we have bio together
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".
Awkward interaction of the day: Staring at some guy trying out if he is or is not the guy that woke me up yesterday by getting arrested in front of my apartment.
Had dinner with my ex husband. The box of wine is gone and I'm laying on the floor in my wedding dress. Where are you?!
Then he said something about how from that angle I looked just like his mom.
Hey, hey, hey, hey. This is a hurriCAN.
Most men with as many freckles as you aren't vagina magnets. You are an exception to your kind.
He hasn't responded in 6 hours and the last thing he sent me was a picture of 7 grams of coke. I'm getting kinda worried
he asked me where I was going to school, and then we started having sex, and I answered his question forty five minutes later after we were done. It was the chilliest thing ever.
Watching Supernatural does more for me sexually than the physical encounters with 90% of the men in my life.
If there was a category for "most likely to end up a serial killer" in your high school yearbook then I'm sure you would have won it
Dear sober self, your keys are on the table in front of you the only way your typing this is with autocorrect goodnight love you
Mom got drunk as hell, crashed Dad's wedding and some how left with the best man. This is why you should be glad you aren't my sibling.
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