Just applied online. Cant stop hiccupping. May be drunk. Hope they liked my smiley faces.
I made out with four boys last night, AND EXCUSE ME WHILE I COUNT HOW MANY GIRLS.
aparently we are going to have sex infront of her friend. ill call you tomorrow
He invited me to see "alison wonderland" WHAT THE FUCK THATS NOT A FIRST NAME/LAST NAME TYPE DEAL
she literally hasn't taken the mardi gras beads off in three days. she showered in them. TWICE.
You know what? I bet HE would do stormtrooper roleplay with me. I'm in.
This essay is so getting done. I am spurred on by thoughts of test-driving your newly shaven face by sitting on it as soon as humanly possible.
We need to go back to the barter system so I can sell my body and just be done with it.
If you walk into a place and someone says "happy birthday" while handing you a shot. You. Take. It.
Every time our eyes meet, I silently summon him to my vagina.
He just stopped me mid blow job so he could text his wife asking for TacoBell.
I said "one day" and that day is not today
I'm soaking her vibrators in tabasco and wasabi paste. "furious" is an understatement
if it makes u feel better, i skipped class so i could go to a sex convention in jersey a few hours earlier than if i went to class.
Convinced if I was being murdered in my house no one would come and save me. If no one heard my 10000000 orgasms last night, there is no hope.
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