just masturbated through my pocket at the library. hope you're enjoying your saturday night out.
Using the ceiling fan to slice the hotdogs in mid-air can only be contributed to our liberal use of 1800.
I'm just concerned it's gonna end up in my vagina again
Now that there's no chance of him coming over to fuck anymore, I'm going to put up a one-person tent in my bedroom and live in it. My bed reminds me of him.
I just woke up to three dick pics. Apparently in my blacked out state. I was asking for them as the new valentines day card.
I take it we used my cleavage as a pen holder last night during the graffiti party. Looks like the colours of Crayola exploded all over my chest
I needed to do something spontaneous, and since no one had coke this was the next best thing.
I just overheard this sorority girl saying "It's like trick or treting but for alcohol and with no costumes." I'm jealous.
All I've done is masturbate and drink while being home from college.
He said something last night about making crepes, but after getting pissed on in bed, I question everything.
I've lost every trace of self esteem. Even sneaking a BJ in the coffee room has lost it's luster.
It was a simpler time. With fewer STDs.
He literally ejaculated and I hit Uber
"suitors" is just a nice way of her saying "the guys i'm fucking"
I realized my soar muscles form the shape of me leaning over a toilet
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