I feel odd... a had sex with a chick and she keept her socks on...
Last night I fell down in the street (I think in someone's vomit), cut my knee up, lost my moms necklace and my license, and had to walk back to the hotel.
I couldn't tell if he was hitting on me or if he was just mentally challenged.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
i was just skypeing her and i saw the vagisil medicated wipes in the corner of her room. i'll be breaking this off tomorrow
Like reprimanding the wall for "sneaking up on me" drunk
she is medically diagnosed as a nympho. she has the paper to prove it. hell. fucking. yeah.
its all coming back to me in waves....waves of humiliation and nausea.
There was a stripper pole on the party bus. Was being past tense because some fat chick somehow tore it from the ceiling while grinding
after further investigation i found out he's a little bit married..
My neck kind of hurts. I think from sleeping on the concrete.
I'm going through our high school yearbook trying to find what boys I want to hook up with this summer. We graduated four years ago. That's a problem.
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
I honestly didn't think living in Canada would change me, until I found myself watching hockey porn
You kept apologizing to your car for talking behind its back
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