He broke up with me by playing Lynyrd Skynyrd "Free Bird".
Your dick is once again the conversation topic.
his blackberry tasks were 1. take names and 2. kick ass
Found out in my property law class that you can sell your eggs for $8000. Helloooo spring break.
I drew a venn diagram at the top of my final comparing stuff i know and stuff on the test.
It's 5:30am in Vegas and I'm eating McDondalds next to crying prostitutes.....low point.
Tonight was the second time that I've pretended like English was my 2nd language to avoid conversation w a creeper.
I am going to wait until he wakes up to set his couch on fire and then pee it out. That way he knows it was not an accident.
so the photographer said "let's get a picture of the cousins" so we posed together, and then he said " lets get a picture of the couples" So we posed together.
The amount of drugs I did this weekend make me concerned about my health but at the same time fascinated to see if I could do more
He was my first. He knew. He knew right there I was wrapped around his penis.
They've taken all the lighthearted fun out of S&M.
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after we fucked i left the room and when i came back he was patting his dick whispering "prouda you lil guy...prouda you"
I bonged champagne. And did keg stands. What in the actual fuck am I doing with my life?
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