no more stoned jack in the box. this is the third night in a row.
i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
so i realized that everyone figured out i was a slut before i did. then i realized that no one felt like telling me. sometimes i think you just keep me around for entertainment.
you're right.
This girl has a mullet weave. I missed oakland.
ex-cheerleader. ex-gymnast. ex-dancer. i dont even know who to go for tonight
Hickies on top of my hickies. I need a leash and/or a positive female role model
Let's run into the wild and just eat berries and have sex all the time.
Hooked up with a guy resembling a bearded Cher. I need the lenses on my beer goggles fixed. Pronto.
I definitely think you should enjoy one last spring break being a sorostitute before you get serious and settle down with price charming. I mean hes not going to be there any way. he can wait a week.
I THINK it was the lead singer. Whoever he was, I have his number and his dick was pierced.
It was totally the lead singer.
He texted his hospitalized grandma while inside me, so really a perfect gentleman.
i dunno, a lot of my childhood feels like a drugged up fever dream
Should I wear my "kiss me I'm highrish" shirt for my drug screen today?
If you can wrestle my underwear off of me, you can top. It'll be like using an amulet in Legends of the Hidden Temple. Instead of not getting captured, you don't get fucked in the ass.
I ripped ass in on and around her face during a hard 69. I don't think she'll ever call me again.
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