You can spell. I can kill people with no remorse. We all have our skills.
Hot guy, man whore rep, huge crush, alcohol that will fuck you up. I fail to see how this could go wrong
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
Then he told me I had the most beautiful looking vulva
left comments onEVRY SINGLE1of my posts n status updates.Im done dating freshmen
doing lines of blow through a tampon applicator in the study lounge at 7am so i can finish an italian composition that was due a week and a half ago...such a good student.
I think I should receive an honorary Heisman... I mean, I did sleep with two of the finalists
he stopped talking to me after i tried to use his body as a surf board
He's single. I'm single. We should rekindle our eighth grade romance over a box of wine and carefree sex.
I had such a pleasant walk of shame. The sun was shining, I smiled at all the high school suckers who judged me on their way to school, and I made friends with an old guy and his dog.
Wait. You NEVER used a Dizzy Doodler pen as a vibrator?!?
The boys wrestled in the living room for the last condom while the girls chanted, "THE LAST MELON."
I just walked past a guy banging a chick in the back of his car.
I'm experimenting with sincerity
This drunk girl kept yelling for water so I dipped a cup in the toilet and gave it to her. She was thanking me all night.
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