On the trip with us was this drop-dead gorgeous girl named Lily. “Want to make them really jealous?” She asked with a mischievous smile.
“Thank god we didn’t have to spend hours of small talk pretending like we weren’t going to screw…”
PULL THE LEVER CRONK!
“When I was in college I was in this “on-and-off” relationship with a guy who was kinda a f*ckboy. I thought we had some real chemistry, so I told him: If you want my body at night, we need to be more.”
I wish I had a boyfriend to send these to me…
I didn’t know poetry could be so sexy.
Tinder is a mess.