Just mADE A PArabola og urine
i've counted 4 condom wrappers but only 3 condoms. not again.
i walked into his room and he was eskimo kissing his weed..
We're exchanging pot brownie recipes in my substance abuse class. This is going to be an awesome 7 weeks.
I would think I was a stalker too if I wasn't myself
it is a dangerous dangerous place where morals and dignity go to die and all your fantasies about men become reality.
We went from zero to drunk tank in 45 minutes.
He literally named all the parts of the vagina as he fingered me. No more pre-med virgins.
I'm like still hungover from the quinceanera.
I'm warming McDonald's pies on my heater cause I'm too high for the microwave.
Nothing says "class act" like eating acid in the middle of a Buffalo Wild Wings
Also I told several people at the bar last night that my dad the alligator wrestler died wrestling an alligator. So if anyone asks that's real.
How is it possible for someone who gets so many dick picks sent to her, to be experiencing such a complete and utter lack of dick IRL.
Just googled myself and a bunch of boob shots of me came up. Apparently my phone automatically uploaded them to my google plus.
Please google me ASAP and ensure I corrected this...
in mid sex he pointed out my great gatsby tattoo and we started discussing themes and metaphors from our fave fitzgerald novels
you need to stop fucking English majors
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