Damn. That makes sense
I know im like the sherlok holmes of sexual problems
I woke up, not remembering how or when or why i was even there and looked over to find Steph spooning with an adult black man.
i would totally change schools right now just to be that new girl everyone wants
Nope it's him. He's whispering to himself and buying asparagus.
a garbage man just dropped off my phone and wallet. he found them in the trash this morning.
By the way, i got bored and just started putting my balls on every object in your room. One at a time.
All I remember is running out of the bathroom with one shoe on and the other in my hand. Pretty sure I was yelling as well.
Yes I hit her with my car. Yes I gave her a ride home. And yes she gave me her number. What's the problem?
I know it I should, but it's kinda nice. It's smells like unbridled enthusiasm and copious amounts of melt your face off sex.
God I hope the gutter I die in is nice. You know, for a gutter.
Was it just me or did you also find it awkward when "glad you came" started playing on pandora right after you finished?
How do we have all these hot friends who we never do body shots off of
I made out with the hosts' boyfriend, infront of her, drank way too much, slept in my car and convinced everyone that I'm really a nice person. If that's not skilled lying, I don't know what is.
I had a dream that I was smoking rasberries out of a bong. THEY WEREN'T EVEN DRIED...
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