Holy jesus god. My teeth taste like street.
I just puked into a plastic bag at a red light. Go me.
Before we started fucking, he laid me on the bed, and asked my what my sleep number was, so that i would be "comfy"
i was that girl throwing up in the urinal. it was a dark moment in my life.
He said my labia gave my vagina a "cute personality"
walking back to the dorm.. she is flashing evryone, demanding beads. we tried to stop her and now she just keeps yelling "Bourbon st bitchesss"... you get her tomorrow
I can't remember where my feet are. All I can see are colors, and all I can feel is terror. The lollipop was a bad idea.
U have to come, I miss the sound of you throwing up.
I found your knife. It was stuck in my bedroom ceiling.
He actually has his life put together though, during the date we walked by a shoppers drugmart where my friend and I once flashed a janitor and all I could wonder was how does he not see shit show written all over me?
But theres a keg here and me gusta
we were playing waterfall, then strip waterfall, then we were just listening to music, drinking, and slowly becoming more naked
He's like... An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It's almost unsettling
I HAVENT HAD A NICE A NICE DICK SINCE FEBRUARY!! I WANNA KEEP THIS ONE!!!
Did u find my other sock in your bra? U said u were uneven so I did the gentlemanly thing.
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