After I talked about my ex for about twenty minutes, she just listened, sluts are so understanding
oh my god. my mom just found my pipe. she thought it was a dildo.
like i said, there should be a sitcom about your family.
So. Camera broke because I tried to wash it under the sink, kristi had to take me home and I woke up to my computer showing me that I googled how t take more than one shot at a time. I'd say the night was a success.
Changed my mind. Wearing a dress. Casual, with a side of breasts.
im not picky. i just want someone whod go down on me while im writing my psych midterm paper. thats not a lot to ask.
then my gynecologist said "its like opening up buried treasure"
I think they were making kool-aid in my bed. There is lots of sugar and my hands and face are stained blue.
I cried at the bouncer while saying I wished he was my father... They had no idea what to do with me.
Woke up to a note written on my hand that read "just because he kisses you, doesn't mean you have to sleep with him"
next time, write it on your vagina so its more effective.
He's hot and has an accent therefore you don't ask questions when he tells you to take your pants off.
the guy I've been trying to get with saw my brother's genitals before he saw mine, so that's my life.
He was only in jail for 4 hours before he was someone's prison wife
i agree, on both the sex thing and the unrepentant bastard thing
Does fucking him in the back of the car with the sun roof retracted count as star gazing?
You asked me if I ever met a talking rock and when I said no, you looked me dead in the eye and said today was my lucky day then you crawled into a ball and started talking...that high.
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