ok plan lets look hot and dance like whores.
I accidentally screamed the wrong name last night. He stopped for a second, said "fuck it, you're too hot to care," and then continued fucking me.
He said he wants to make an itinerary for the sex we'll have when I come home.
You destroyed the landscape if my vagina FOREVER.
I just tripped out to the Angel of Music from Phantom of the Opera in my car. Wayyyy to high for shuffle right now.
Got so drunk in South Padre some guy put me on a suitcase trolly and pushed me to my room. I flashed my boobs as a tip.
My public calorie counter app is pretty much just a cry for help.
Good. We don't answer calls at dick thirty.
The only reason I can fathom that you've been able to continue to date new people this long is that women continue to become of age each year, and the younger ones don't know any better.
This really high kid past out in the corner of the room holding a box of cheez its in his arm. My idol.
Having to crawl on my hands and knees because I woke up with a mysterious broken foot this morning...
By far the fardest thing to do drunk is open a band aid
Oh goddamn. That a super downer Tuesday reality right there. Just hit me with the cold, hard, nasty facts.
i want george washington to fuck me as hard as he can holy shit
Maybe if I ever do become a counselor, I would just implement a kind of intensive meme therapy.
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