going to class early so i have time to go on the moonbounce. this is why i go to art school.
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.
We hadn't had sex in so long that I started queefing and then I couldn't stop giggling... I think he's mad.
Haha. We better find him. He looked like he came out of Switzerland's vagina, he's that much of a blonde beauty.
Gotta love hanging with Nat. By the time guys realize she isnt going home with them, they've spent enough money and time to think I'm a good idea.
i can't decided whether the fact that her nipples are bigger then her palms is a problem or not
Just when I think I'm the one with the problem, I get home for the holidays and the family shows me what alcoholism is really about
I feel as though the word "tired" has become synonymous with "too high to manage the stairs" lately
Sun* burn. But that sounds like wait.. Midsentence thought... It would be like swimming in a giant bowl of cereal.. Only I would be cereal. This is brilliant.
Thanks be to the Goddess of Whores!! I straightened my bed before Ken got here. Found Calvin's boxers in the sheets!!!!
All I know is that I'm not gonna send out SOS messages via twitter for your rescue this time.
She kept throwing quarters at him and yelling "Goooaaallll!!" whilst taking her clothes off one by one. I'd say she had a good night
Life isn't about who you kiss, drunk, at midnight. It's who you text nonsense to, sober, from the toilet.
I should start prefacing bondage with girls saying "I know you've read 50 Shades, but there is a 33% you're gonna freakout and go home, while I jerk it alone"
I'm going to stop at grocery on the way home. I'm CRAVING wine from a sippy cup. We have neither wine nor sippy cups.
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