you sent me 5 happy birthday texts last night. one after the other. spelled differently.
I just remember making out with this kid's friend, washing blood off my hands and hearing the RA's were looking for me.
I mean, I know they're ugly, but I cant turn down a birthday threesome.
I haven't had nearly enough lesbian experiences to fully commit to this relationship.
I had to drink heavily last night because I needed to forget that you told me you want to blow my dad.
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I just want to make mistakes. Like stds that go away with antibiotics mistakes.
Also we saw a clown getting arrested. Rochester is weird.
I'm laying in my house looking at chocolate pudding drip from the ceiling onto my partially erect penis... Yay for shrooms!
Call me something sexy & ethnic. Like jasmine. But mystical too. Like Mermaid Jasmine. And throw Glitter somewhere in there too.
So heartbroken my rebound has a rebound
I don't know what happened this summer, I've lost my sense of morality. All I do now is work, get drunk, and have sex near national landmarks.
Yes. That was the exact moment of my conscience clicking into instant high alert.
He tried to brush a hair off my cheek, but turns out it was just a freakishly long chin hair. So no, we didn't bang.
His abs are so defined he looks like a human xylophone.
Randomize
