Holy wow, I found all the old poems u wrote me back when we were in looooooooove...just sort of wild to look back on, thought u'd like that
even the sluttiest version of myself will not go down on him
Sooo sorry about that. And crying. And comparing my life to a duck
Girls behind me in the library are trying to outslut each other with stories from last semester. I'm about to set my cock on the table between them and label it "tie breaker"
So high. I just took a picture of my chewed gum so I can remember to paint a picture of it as a cloud later.
he's werid. hell kiss me after i go down on him but he wont kiss me after i eat anything with mustard.
So yes, he's hot, a scorpio, an artist and a perfect cock. I think my bi train just arrived in gay town.
Confidence margaritas not a good idea. Just said foreskin in my presentation instead of foresight.
Girl please we both know I eat his bullshit up like its candy sprinkled with crack
I tried snowmobiling at 2 am. I broke my glasses. You're right. Things do get out of control.
Its alot like that time you got motorboated by the carni at the rodeo.
That's what he gets for shittin at the strip club. Who does that??
i don't know why he's complaining, i'm the one with four hickeys on my ass.
Fun. You missed it. Michael broke a door with his erection.
The underwear in the garbage is clean. Just wipe the pizza sauce off
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