so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
So the D.A.R.E. essay I helped my tutor kid write won an award. Oh the irony.
i dont know why he would complain when i touch him there.
Just took a beer bong out of snuffaluffagus's trunk. Your move
I guess I should mention that I have already fucked the Fed Ex guy.
That changes everything.
He compliments me like a gay guy and fucks me like a starved nympho. I'm in love.
Just put your hair in a bun. We're going out to drink, not to impress people.
I'll be there. With Doritos and whisky. Don't expect much more.
Let's get drunk and go to Walmart and just tackle people at random.
ask me again when I'm sobewr aka tuesday
I fingered myself to realization that I don't need birth control if there is never a guy.
How's dating the med student working out for you?
After we had sex last night he showed me where my spleen was.
A true anatomy project.
Yeah, he's passed out in my bathroom pantsless. Is it a faux pas to look at his penis?
Where the fuck do you get consience sedatives from?
How have you never felt a dick as hard as mine?
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