piano lessons. No girlfriend. What's up.
It started with Hannah Montana and ended with alcoholism.
When I saw him standing at full height, I realized exactly how much his body structure reminds me of his penis.
I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
you took out flashcards at the bar and went around asking guys what totalitarianism meant.
Nicole wore just a belt and her pedometer and hopped on top of me last night. She "walked" 822 steps before we finished.
New charity walk idea!
Someone just uploaded pictures on facebook of you making out with random girls. I'm telling you because I'm assuming you don't remember anything, but the 236 pictures in the album should give you a good clue.
i wish i had the videos of us pissing on him last night.
I knew shit got real when the pinapple was gone and people were just passing around the core and gnawing on it.
I don't know if I want to cry scream puke or go somewhere and drink more. This is such a weird emotion.
Okay, who took a picture of their pubes shaved into a dragon on my phone and made it the background?!
So... In conclusion, do I bring my vibrator and risk not only having it getting taken out at security, but also exposing my dad to my neon green vibrator, or just leave it here?
I WANT BLOOD. HERS. I WILL DYE A FABULOUS PAIR OF SUEDE PUMPS RED WITH HER BLOOD.
handcuff keys just fell out of my bra....wtf happened last night?
Step one: We finally agreed on an au pair that we both wanna fuck.
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