i just made a list of the people i have slept with. is it bad that some of them are just either names of the places i met them or the color of the shirts?
i also rounded the number up for good measure. i am sure there are a few i have forgotten about.
if it were possible I'd exchange my vagina for a diff one on the black market.
after he came i started crying. just to fuck with his head.
I kept whispering "I love it when you call me big papa" until she got annoyed and left
I love watching the kids I sold drugs to score touchdowns
I am moving slowly w him. I havent even masturbated to him yet.
I didn't realize I was holding it, until I was like, "whose baby is this?"
I totally just found ecstasy floating around in the bottom of my purse, it's almost like good karma from the time I lost that blow...but not quite
If I believed in "responsibility" and "having limits", I would probably say I consumed too much alcohol in the last 48 hours
Knew i was going to puke. So i grabed a bowl out of the kitcken in the dark before bed...Ended up puking into a spaghetti strainer...
How was your night?
Fell down a flight of stairs. Went to a sex dungeon. Was approached by a man in a leather harness.
I am coming home with the worst sun burn of my life, two unused condoms, and an unworn slutty dress. Worst. Bachelorette. Party. Ever.
well tomorrow I get to eat fungus and go to an abandoned city.
most people would fear that statement, but i wish to join you
I just took a shot before my midterm. Gotta keep things in perspective.
If you are refering to the duckling living in your bath...I can explain, but before I do, can you throw a peice of bread in there?
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