Text. Mid BJ. 8 points.
I have demons in me.
I found out he doesn't have a facebook, twitter, or myspace. So, I'm going to actually go to his house to spy on him.
franzia sundays are my new favorite holiday
I'm at the grocery store buying monistat and corn nuts. thank god for self check out.
downstairs . braiding the drunk passed out girls hair, she will thank us In the morning
July 5th AKA Day of regret AKA picnicing in a laundromat. Someone puked allover the comforter. Liffe of champions.
Well, let's see..I held him while he cried for 30-40 minutes, woke up on his couch AND he gave me a ride home in his underwear. Shit show is not even the half of it.
AND I JUST GOT FUCKING DAUGHTER ZONED. NO. I'M DONE. I HATE BOYS. ASEXUALITY HERE I COME.
I need to have sex. It's becoming like a matter of public safety.
My morning started with my mom giving me the number for a substance abuse councellor. How's your day going?
I woke up naked in this guys bed and the first thing I start saying is it's super bowl Sunday like I was yelling
We just finished having sex and as soon as we get out of bed he yells "trust fall" and runs me over
Bitch how dare you drink my dos equis
She is either doing really drawn out crunches or trying to sniff her boobs...She's lying on her back with her hand behind her head, forcing her head into the cleavage that's ok to expose and then moves her head back and then does it again.
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