I'm like a new puppy, everybody wants to touch me
That's the last time I fill my pockets with sushi.
we are cooking lunchables pizzas on a fire pit.
Im watching someone hooking up in the library
procrastination at its finest
Ok see being that I'm not present or participating your vague texts "neeeeed that" and "vagina" leave a lot to question.
And by "got a tattoo" i mean i got a tattoo in the dorm bathrooms with a guy using his cousin's tattoo gun.
We have zombies coming, and all you can think about is cock.
you want your laptop back?
are you giving me my laptop back, or cashing in on our break up sex?
both.
come over.
She's drinking vodka out of a windex bottle. She is spraying it in her mouth and at strangers.
What can I say? I like my food like I like my women, not entirely fucked by our contemporary world.
In either case, seeing now as it's basically two couples, unless we're planning to have a good old fashion orgy I think this isn't going to work out so well.
I sent him a bunch of texts telling him that his beard wasn't long enough yet so we couldn't fuck and to text me back in a few hours if it had.
Just made a diving catch to save a handle of Fireball falling out of the car. ESPN worthy.
Why are we so out going and care free I can't wait for maturity to kick in so we stop having 700 dollar bar tabs
I've struck affair-gold. He's hot, he's ripped, he doesn't want a relationship, and most importantly he won't have to ask Gods permission to bang me like the last religious nut job did.
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