so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
my room smells like sperm. sweet.
Phease come get me i thought i was in a place i don't even understand
I can't believe he would be such an ass
Your boobs are way too big for you to be worrying about anything.
I mean, it's free alcohol, to turn it down would be a crime against humanity.
Well i tried snorting sugar. so either that made me puke or the fact that i drank water from a fish tank
I wasn't hungover this morning. My head just hurt because someone tried to suction cup a dildo to my forehead.
I sat on the ground outside wawa chain smoking and telling two strangers about my sex life. I also accepted Rick James Bitch and Celine Dion as their names.
Just missed the last train for another 5 hours. There are balls in or around the mouth of my life.
We have an unspoken agreement. He helps me move and I give him a blow job. It's really unfair to him considering he doesn't know how much shit I have.
How do I have sand in my vagina if we were an hour away from the beach?
They are going to name an STD after you.
If we had a dog do you think we would be less hoe-y?
Nah
i spent my Thursday drinking before noon and not wearing pants
He's smoked my weed, stolen my cigarettes, and used my campus cash, but I try to initiate sex and NOWWW he's all "As your RA, that's a line I can't cross"
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