susan atkins died, charles manson's lady
dont cry, there are other serial killers to crush on.
Sorry if I ruined your sex last night with my constant text updates about the plot of Bolt.
you rubbed the head of my dick and said "I shall call you Squishy and you shall be mine and you shall be my Squishy."
Reason #57 I am going to fail the bar... it's Tuesday and i'm drunk at Toy Story 3.
Totally using formspring as an incognito way of making sure that girl from last night wasn't jailbait.
Even though we had just had to physically take her off of someones lawn she was peeing on when they came outside, she still insisted on walking unassisted the rest of the way home. It was dignity meets shit show.
Umm, ya, half our class is sitting in starbucks passing around flasks. Yes, flasks. Plural. Going to join them, we're all giving oral presentations in 20. Go hard or go home.
no dude I'm not doing anything bad to her...remember she's always the DD she has blackmail material on literally all of us
I'm eating cheerios out of the palm of my hand while I pee with the door open. Is this adulthood?
At one point they were sandwiching me, both petting my stomach, mad dogging each other. Then they somehow telepathically decided to both try to pull my pants down. Such nice guys.
I packed spaghetti and rum. But panties? Nah
i seriously haven't spoken to him since i drunk dialed him and told him i loved his beard
What if everything solid was made of oreos and everything liquid was wine
I just got chills
I don't care if his family has ties to the mafia, you go over there, ride his dick until it breaks off, put his dick back on, and keep on riding. Lather, rinse, repeat.
Thanks for the support, sis.
I swear I get as excited about the sound of a condom wrapper as my cat gets when she's getting a can of food.
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