3:40 am: you never wrote back on my facebook wall
Being 21 is my favorite hobby I'm really good at it
I'm at his house. He has VELCRO shoes. I'm too desperate to leave...I may need help in thee life dept
"Party in the USA" was played at church youth group last night. It was like everything I enjoy hating was aligning against me.
Used tampon in my purse. That from you?
Before I dignify that with an answer, let me get this straight. You're asking me if I wiped my ass on the towels?
if I die on the way please explain to my mother that I do not wear fishnets on a regular basis
It is very possible that having sex with you just now just got me into Yale
Didn't want you to think it had been open season on my vagina since we broke up.
Either that or he's gagged in a strangers trunk right now.
Well I suppose either way he's learning a pretty tough lesson right now.
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
I'll miss you, too. On the bright side, a night away from one another might give me a chance to recup seminal fluids.
I ate breakfast with him. And by ate breakfast I mean we fucked on the kitchen table.
I've reached the last of the wine in my cup so now I have to sit up in my bed to get it through the crazy straw
I HAVE A STRAIGHT LINE ACROSS MY ASS ABOUT THE WIDTH OF A SLIM JIM. ERICA!
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