we sat in the hammock and pretended we were skydiving for three hours. jack actually started crying when i convinced him his chute didnt open.
dont touch anything in my room. If its phallus shaped, i can almost guarantee its been in my vagina.
Just getting around to doing laundry. Jesus there's a lot of blood on my birthday dress.
I'm ashamed of you 12 hours later and 200 miles away
getting a black eye the first day of spring break really sets the tone for the rest of the week.
Are we going out tonight?
My conscience says no but my vag says yes
just got home. some guy on my porch is tryin to show me his balls. no more parties at my apartment.
Every time I roll over in bed I land on a different vibrator. I feel I'm the only one with this problem.
I faked an orgasm during phone sex last night. This relationship is starting to become real.
You can fuck me but I'm keeping my parka on.
Also, I cannot stop picturing myself in a bar, 3 years from now ordering soda. Just soda. 30 pounds over weight and wearing a cat sweater. I feel like I'm heading in the wrong direction in life.
Sex with him is like pizza, it can be shitty but its stillll pizza.....
What good is being a girl if you can't terrorize boys with pregnancy scares??
Have you heard yourself have sex?
I'm not THAT loud...
My neighbors filed a noise complaint.
And now, by the power vested in me by the state of intoxication, I now pronounce you fucking awesome.
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