I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
well, it ended with me crying outside the strip club saying i don't want to be 21 anymoree. i'd say it was a great 21st birthday.
He tried to make eye contact, he should know by now that freaks me out
well, duh, but it's like you don't even want to see me masturbate with a wine bottle.
Sober me does NOT approve of what went on in my pants last night.
Sorry I invoked the "everyones getting smacked including myself policy last night"
On the upside I'm hairless from the waist down. On the downside, I just chemically burned my labia
That makes 14 Xmas cards already! Middle aged people are really nice to their dealers.
Some small part of me hopes I'm on the probationary list because of seeing the Dean at that fetish party.
How likely is it that we can see each other tomorrow night? I want to shave my legs in good faith but it's cold outside and my bathroom is drafty.
I'm determining which apartments I'm mostly to move into based on how suitable the kitchens are for sex .
he's a mother fucking interior design major!! we boned and fell asleep and now we're laying in bed discussing what color i should paint my room. i'm marrying him
I hate her so much I want to fuck her boyfriend.
We need to stop smoking. I just ran into a glass door.
St. Patty's shenanigans tmrw? I wanna meet dudes lol. Why stop at coronavirus when you can get the clap, too?
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