been sitting in chapter for 25 minutes. drinking last night's franzia out of a XXX vitamin water 10 bottle. recruitment chair has no idea. life is good.
I feel violated. a guy just did an ultrasound on my balls. He made eye contact..
it was 6 in the morning, and you cried until i put mulan in. then you proceeded to say every word, not to mention sing along... stop drinking.
Dude apparently i ran into the middle of a half marathon last night and some how won
I dont know if he should be happy or mad about it but he's too big for a blow job.
The bloodstain in the garden looks like a sad face. Like I don't already know this is bad...
The doctor told me if I woke up with a broken foot and don't know how it happened, I might want to look into getting treatment.
We fucked to techno music while he wore shin guards... best sex ever.
He's asking if he can send a dick pic. How do I politely decline that?
So apparently I threw a potted plant at a clown last night and told him to get his life together.
Either I think of sex like a man, or all the men in Vegas are women.
I rather not break my neck. It's hard to look sexy with a neck cast.
Before he left he told me if his girlfriend ever finds out, she'll take us both to an alley and kill us.
I know. I'm a saint. Saint of sitting on faces.
I'm in the upstairs bathroom. I went to the bathroom after class and realized this is not a shit I want to have publicly. I ran home. We can go to lunch, just give me a min
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