I don't think your that much of a whore. your like a whore-let. a mini whore.
hell yes lets make some ravioli
I'll show rhose boucners: You don't let me in, I poop on your pool.
Dude we need to petition the city about running buses later, none of my booty calls own cars
It's like I paid NJ Transit $33 to suck his dick and go home. Fuck that.
The sex was so good I went temporarily numb. Slightly embarrassing when she pointed out I was kissing my own arm.
Who invented hangovers? And why did I make out with him and eat an entire can of chilli mixed with hot fries while screaming "YOU ONLY GRADUATE ONCE" last night?
Vaguely remember? You pushed George and two other fellas out the way to hug me, screamed gandalf before chugging your beer and smashing the bottle on the floor. I lolled.
My dad sent me a 10 ft beer bong and my mom sent me ideas for future careers. I'll let you guess who my favorite parent is. Also, come over tonight. and bring beers.
Just broke into a house and crawled through a window. Upside: getting laid.
I've sent two unsolicited tit pictures in less than 24 hours. I'm the female version of a fuckboy.
I'm not complaining, but why is it that every time I hang out with you I come home with random injuries and random girls?
How proud should I be that I googled "dildo with wheels" and actually got the result I wanted?
So I had Xanax for breakfast & I'm probably going to fuck my tennis instructor.
home. only unpacked the necessities...contact case and beer.
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