I feel like a bad episode of csi trying to figure everyone's DNA that's in me
if my college career had corporate sponsors, they would be natty light and aim toothpaste.
Actions speak louder than pants.
Theres also beggin' strips and a dog bone in the corner...nooo signs of there being a dog though.
A shower wasnt enough to wash off the shame but at least it took care off the blood.
She made me take my shoes off outside her room but she didn't make me wear a condom. I am confused.
Periouds do not concern me. Biploogival needs are buological needs.
Somehow it went from suicide to pierced nipples. I think we're good.
I don't deserve a penis
mhmm. we know where to go, which places have free bathrooms, how long you can be in one until its sketchy, we have this down to a science. we're like the college sophomore pregaming dream team
someone just got arrested on campus...
holy fuck look at all that cocaine
First encounter with a mirco peen. I was confused when he said he doesnt go down on girls. Cmon dude, practice on a peach.
I am so sorry. Not sure for what, but whatever I did last night probably merits an apology, so I'm covering my bases.
I gotta stop fucking the bouncers. We are running out of bars to go to.
you know you should be lucky to find the case to my dildo....that means no more random guys at the house!
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