Pish posh, there's never a bad time to eat food off my body.
I think i found my new favorite workout. Go to a party where you dont know anybody and constantly walk around the house so you dont look awkward standing alone. im up to 1.8 miles
so we told my parents we were going trick or treating. got high as shit at some playground. and then bought our own candy so we looked legit when we got home.
he wanted to have me eat skittles off of his body. he mad gay sex even gayer.
My passouts and memory loss are great training for when I have alzheimers. You'll know where to look when I get lost.
I woke up with his wallet, but not him. Gold-digging at it's finest.
The last thing I remember is ordering two Martinis while yelling 'CAN YOU PUT THAT IN ONE GLASS?'
Apparently I took one a huge picture off the wall at the bar and was walking around dancing with it..
I NEVER left your party last night of anyone asks.
Yeah, I didn't wake up handcuffed to my bed either.
We got kicked out of Walmart for playing cod with squirt guns of course it was better then prom.
And for some reason I just want to have sex with EVERYTHING
I'm trying to ve beat feiesnd sent.
Senior week was like trying to herd cats. Very drunk cats.
Packing for college has become a game of where did I hide my sex toys.
There's even glitter on my cock...
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