I had a disgustingly explicit dream last night involving myself and lil wayne.
my brother is a facebook fan of two things: God, and Rhianna. if he's not a prime example of the rare "baptist closeted gay," i don't know who is.
The girl next to me in class is taking notes on woman's suffrage with a girls gone wild pen.
I love Japanese schoolgirls with short skirts riding bikes on windy days.
You're never coming back, are you?
I need to start giving them away because owning 20 dildos is never going to get me a boyfriend.
the fda needs to get their shit together cause these four loko going away parties are gonna kill me
i got us a cheese tray and a bottle of whiskey
ugh yes i love our date nights
Help. Me. He just whispered 'prepare yourself', & sprayed hairspray everywheres to make sure the 'air was crisp'
we passed out in our seats at the game for about 3innings. I guess they showed it on the big screen. nap n rally!
He started humming whilst eating me out. At first it was weird, but my new motto is now don't knock it before you've cum from it
So I'm not dead, but close call. I think I can handle one more bar.
Are the transvestites working the counter tonight? Last time I was there they gave me love advice.
my night stand is a mini fridge, dont even try to get on my level of laziness.
sarah's view on last night: a threesome to make things less awkward. oh, well done.
I am mildly hung over. Decided pants are very unnecessary right now.
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