That bitch is like a bad destiny's child song.
Totally using formspring as an incognito way of making sure that girl from last night wasn't jailbait.
Yeah well tell that to drunk me. She seems to have no standards or gender preference.
He asked me to spit in his mouth. I did. Never let me hook up with this guy again.
Well, no one has ever described you as a perfectly balanced individual
I just think that if you're going to run around naked outside, a feather boa should be involved. Half for the flair and half for an emergency cover.
I got another blow job proposal last night. Skills.
drinking vodka, listening 2 smh at 530am slow cooking beef stew. you'll enjoy the stew and worry abt me in the morning. bon apatite
Those drunk pictures you took of me? My mom is showing those to my grandparents.
No you don't understand. This tree is really alive. Like in Pocahontas.
Deciding whether to take my sex toys home for Christmas will be the biggest decision I make this holiday season
He sent me a dick pic. I am fighting the urge to send him a "sorry for your loss" card.
Taking body shots off hot Camren. Get here now.
He ate me out while I was playing bejeweled. It was the greatest moment of my life.
I did a line off of, and then danced on top of a table older than this country.
Harvard is great.
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