why is it impossible to run with a back pack without looking like a giant d-bag?
haha... you gave me a great visual of you in high white socks running with a backpack with eye of the tiger playing in the background
that only happened once.
i have a reoccuring irrational fear i'm going to walk in on my dad masterbating. Night.
I would give away a ton of these clothes but I doubt there are any homeless people who dress as slutty as me
you didnt remember my name all night. you kept referring to me as "the blonde with the fat ass"
i realized i had a pad on before i went to this guys house so i stuck it in his neighbors shrub.
just did awkward shuffle by the bagels in the dining hall at 7:30 AM with a kid i've hooked up with. goodbye freshman year.
Need your help. He's locked himself in the bathroom with his bong and his childhood collection of Goosebumps books.
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
There is a hatefuck that has the destruction level of an atom bomb raging through my viens just aching to vaporize her.
this hospital has no fireball
There something liberating about walking through the dorm hallways without pants on.
I'm disgusted with myself. I feel like I need 10 boxes of Summer's Eve and a baptism.
It will be too late. I will have fornicated with the enemy by then.
Google imaged your anal issues. Seems fuckable still.
hurry up. it's a friday night and i'm drinking in my office by myself. wearing a stewie griffin costume. the cleaning lady is judging me.
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