I love kisses on my forehead.
There is always a choice.
And I choose you.
Imagine a room filled with padding.
I’d be so fucken aggressive. Slamming people against the wall. I would go crazy. I like it rough and when you get me started I go crazy. No joke. Once I start, I have to keep going.
Rawr. Grrr. Rawr. Rawr.
What my phone calls have been consisting of.
Late night phone calls.
Makes me happy cause I get to talk to someone right before I go to sleep.
I swear you are so dirty.
I kinda like it.
You are so fucken annoying.
All I have to say cause your personality is just fucked up. Everything about you is. It’s good to want things and to what them to go your way but once you start pushing that line of being a bitch about it, that’s enough.
I love text convos with just smilie faces.
Tonight was fucken amazing!
Just got into bed. Long ass night. Loved it.
I hate my friend's pyscho girlfriend.
Holy fuck. You need to chill. None of his friend’s like you. You are one controlling bitch. You seriously need to stop being so controlling and let him have some fun.
It is Hawaii LoveFest 2011.
Time to get fucked up.
Mother just caught me sneaking out.
Busted. She said, just don’t drive and be home by 2.