He is fucking rediculously sexy. DO HIM NOW. NOW. NOW. NOW.
I called Tyra Banks a whore to her face. A sure sign I should go home. Instead I went to the gay bar.
whatever sunny in Philadelphia does on Thursday nights, I'm doing all weekend.
She wanted to test if her costume allows her to still have sex in it. It does
I feel like I should put "don't judge me" in the special instructions for the pizza guy.
Either he was jacking off or having a seizure next to me in bed. Either way, I was too lazy to help.
Last thing I remember is Dusty riding the bikes we "borrowed" from the hotel through the CVS while the rest of us picked up the girls who were laughing at him
i dont know whats weirder. that i told him he stabbed me in my dream or that he told me i wasnt the first girl to tell him theyve been killed by him in a dream
it is basically gonna be an ugly Christmas sweater rave
You rubbed a frozen pizza in my face. The concerning part was that it was semi cooked from our body heat
Well my summer has already been productive. I partially caused a divorce.
there was a goddamn geisha at house. my dick feels more cultured.
She used to be cute, back when we were young.
Oh well, so were platform jellies. Shit changes.
i don't know when underwear became an acceptable clothing choice for parties, but god help me i hope this isn't a passing trend.
He waved at a guy who drove by while we were having sex in the back of a rental car in a hospital parking garage prior to visiting family. Almost made me feel guilty but I liked it too much.
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