wow... just woke up to find out that the OJ we used in my bong last night was poured back into the carton
mom and dad googled us on the weekend. i love the internet less than i did on friday.
He went down on me and then slapped my ass saying "thanks for the confidence boost"... is this all I'm good for?
I think I have internal bruising from those poses we were doing last night. My own ribs hurt me. I don't understand.
I gave her at least chlamydia. Maybe worse. She is also into chicks and loves taking naked pics. It's like the less I believe in Jesus, the more he rewards me.
My last google search is "how to build a flamethrower"
Jesus Christ. If I were a normal sex-having person, I'd think I was knocked up. I'm cycling through emotions like I'm in a decathlon to crazy.
I was going to do a cardio thing but then tacos.
I think the reason she hasn't text me back is because I spanked her ass with Hulk Hands
My dad is blowing up my phone with pictures from the midget wrestling match.
I don'y know if I should feel accomplished or disgusted. I just ate a dozen cookies all to myself. I'm leaning more towards accomplished.
It's gonna be like a sexual version of A Christmas Carol in my house in a few days.
I'm a grown ass woman, I need to get fucked
its 2pm and were already starting beer pong...its gonna be a good night
One of these days I would like to go out drinking and stick to plan of just getting drunk and not be sidetracked with other people's plans of doing drugs along the way. I didn't even want to not feel my teeth tonight but here we go just another Thursday night when you live I live
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