What did I say to him last night?
Something along the lines of "your not here, I'm going to fuck sam. call me later babe, this won't take long, love you"
all in all not a bad night
The extent of my physical activity is running from the cops.
You kept tellin the cashier that this order was "To Go" over and over...even tho we were in the drive-thru
i would bitch about being this hungover, but honestly im just happy to be alive after this weekend
That's why they call him "the cheesegrater".
As we were fooling around he told me he was conceived on this bed like it would turn me on.
Me and Phil are just drawing pictures of thumbs in different costumes during lecture. I love being a senior.
Not sure if it is a new high or new low, but i left a basket on the porch of the sorority I woke up at. It had a description of the Minnie Mouse I woke up next to, and Plan B.
Sundays should be dedicated to Girl Scout cookies, sex, and super hero movies.
Completely smashed, masturbating to the view of the ocean. Family vacations are more tolerable than I thought
one minute he's happily playing with a lighter and the next thing I know, he's screaming and the swing set is on fire
on a brighter note, the cop thought i could kick adams ass if it came down to that and said he had $20 on me if it ever happens
Don't send me nudes asking me to come fuck you on lunch break then send me a video of kids you're babysitting.
All I can remember from last night was eating nutella and touching myself to Weird Science.
I just described cereal to my mother as "acoustic breakfast soup".
who is this
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