before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
I think I am morally bankrupt
if every girl in minneapolis isn't pregnant when i get back to the cities i will cry
I wonder who the first pervert was, and if he would be proud of me for advancing his art form by so much
Everything that you guys said happened came back to me. like a tidal wave of regret.
She tried to lure me back to her house by saying she had "real" pizza.
they esentially rejected my mermaid threesome offer:(
Do you think i can prewrite an apology on friday and leave it vague enough to just finish on sunday?
Found her. Shes unconscious up against the room door. Her credit card is in the keycard slot
she's a kindergarten teacher now. The teacher desks are the perfect height for fucking. I'm delaying the break up a few weeks.
Remember those girls from the bar? The tall and short blondes?
Is this a story I am going to hate you for?
God it's like my stomach is full of drunk bees
First day back to class and I have already pulled out the hard liquor
theres a canoe in our lawn. we dont own a canoe.
it was the only safe place
Wanna buy a dildo with me during your lunch break tomorrow?
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