So, someone in Olympia stole my credit card # last week and bought a platypus vibrator with it. That’s it.
he refuses to go down on me anymore when he's high because he thinks my clit piercing stares at him
Wedsnesdays are always enlightening. Tonights revealation: One should not smoke from something taller than their person.
I replied to the university automated mass text about the armed robbery at the on-campus Starbucks with a sad face. Basically sums up my night.
By the way, she says hi. At least I think she did since she licked my phone
please tell me i can get drunk off sparkling grape juice. even if you have to lie, please say yes.
Have you ever chugged beers in the hospital parking garage with your mom?
It's amazing how not interested in talking to him I am since I've decided that he probably has chlamydia.
We need to talk about the sailor moon porn. Do what you want in your room, but I don't want to come home to you cranking it on the couch to that.
I feel like I'm eight miles away and my brain is just now getting here. You got a lot of fucking catching up to do.
He hasn't texted me back since last week when we sexted. I think telling him I wanted to choke him with chains was a bit much for our first time.
I know you're very busy with sleep and things, but when you wake up we need to talk about weirdly shaped penises.
On another note- any interest in going to a gay bar to hit on 19yr olds?
A 'Bear Fight' is a car bomb followed by a Jaeger bomb. Fuckface and I do those on slow days. Tonight, we did a 'Polar Bear on Fire'. Fireball, a bear fight in the middle, and end with rumple minze.
I made friends at the beach bars tonight. Several were worried for my well being.
Decisions were made. The quality of them will be judged tomorrow
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