Its ok relax. i can tell ur gonna start raggin. talk 2 u next week
So we made editble underwear with fruit roll ups and fruit by the foot
if my vagina gave out awards, he should be preparing acceptance speaches for the oscar, the heisman and the nobel peace prize.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god. I drunk emailed a professor on friday. Oh my god. Oh my god.
She didn't need to know her brother was thrown out of a bar for getting head on the dance floor. You're a shit head.
I slept with him because his girlfriend should know better than to be with him given is reputation. It was like sex and a lesson all in one.
Oh, and apparently I was butt ass naked and walked into the room where anna was skyping her dude in afghanistan and said "This is happening."
I don't think you understand what laundry day means. I am wearing a swimsuit as underwear and my spanish club tshirt from junior high
I'd say it's his fault for never running us through proper protocol for "catching your RA in the middle of him banging some girl"
At a point I was just cumming dust last night
I want to die, ON THAT, with that INSIDE ME. ironically, I sense that would be the only time I'd feel alive.
Yeah bc that's when u should take a Molly. At a house party with everyone from ur hometown
Also mom is not happy about me telling her how much i want the women sprinters on the Olympics to beat me up
my boobs just made me lose a game of beer pong. the balls hit them, bounced off and into the cup. twice. ive never been so disappointed in them.
Well when you come back we can have a huge bitch fit...or get really drunk....whichever comes first
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