stalking is really helping my grade.. I followed him to a review session tonight
ol I'll be okay, it's only a christmas party so the worst that could happen is I end up playing madden naked again
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
I think Memorial Day also marks the beginning of "Bikini Profile Picture" season.
I wish we could tell the moving van to wait at the strip club for a while.
I like that we make it a requirement to howl at the moon every time we get drunk together.
Every time I get scared about the fact that I'm falling for him I remember that he juggles and is hung like a mastadon and everything is a-ok.
I'm hungover as hell. I'm dying. I have no skin left on my knees
Great news! In less than 2 hours, I'm ripping your underwear off with my teeth!
I guess my vagina missed him because it called and left a 5 min. message. Color me impressed
I don't know, but I assume drunk me had her reasons. I trust her judgement.
So I was putting on a condom and looked to my right to not make eye contact, she said did you just look at the American flag while putting that on. I said this one's for Team USA.
Took his shirt off. Announced he was Jesus. Threw up. Asked me to cuddle him to sleep. And then tried to kiss me. Typical Saturday night.
WE HAVE TO LEAVE. I HAVE HAD SEX WITH WAY TOO MANY PEOPLE IN THIS BUS STATION.
First night in my new place, I had to get drunk to get used to the idea of shitting in a new toilet
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