Made a joint out of my Yale rejection letter. Life is grand.
He walked into the party with a case on one shoulder and a boom box on the other of course I fucked him
He went down on me in his escalade and his dick is bigger than my forearm. I'm never going back to white guys.
making your facebook status TEQUILA is like basically saying "im easy tonight. feel free to take advantage"
i left the icescrapper in his bathroom. i dont remember taking it there, but i remember brushing his hair with it.
nothing says roomie bonding better than a sunday shroom trip.
I just feel like a girl who's never eaten a pb&j probably doesn't swallow
gave him road head on the way to his grandparents house. purposely didn't let him finish, the sexual tension over turkey was indescribable.
exactly. I want him to have to live with the fact that he fucked me. I want him to look me in the eye and say "you were a drunken mistake".
I just watched how this is made for an hour because I was tooo high to remember what they were making. it was like a prize at the end.
I came so hard I burst a blood vessel in my eye. If i cant marry this girl, I'm gonna have to switch teams.
It's Valentine's Day, I figure for sure we'll have sex today, right? Wrong. I tried unsuccessfully for like an hour to get him to fuck me. Now he's asleep and I'm on my way to join the public library.
this morning's inventory: a top hat, two empty bottles of everclear, half a slim jim, cigars, tiara, pot necklace, and some fishnets. and that's just my purse.
Got lost on the way to my dealer again. He stayed on the phone with me untill i found him and then hooked it up because I got lost.. What a genuine person.
getting my period the day i moved was my bodies way of saying 'congratulations youre not leaving town with anybodies babies!'
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