i was like the pretty and slutty 8th grade girl who goes to a party, gets wasted, and ends up having sex with a senoir
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alcohol + bed + penis = sex
Also I got A jello shot for $2!!! It's like the forever 21 of bars
he's like a stage 5 clinger and he won't even fuck me. he has to be gay. my personality isn't really THAT great.
The last thing i remember is saying breakfast beer and carrying the keg to my room and locking the door.
He tried to convince me that it wasn't really that small and all he had to do was pull back the groin fat. It was still small.
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
Hey, so, you were my "one phone call" last night... Thanks for not picking up. See, this is why I never call you.
You're a five foot adderall and caffeine fueled ball of sexual frustration and suppressed rage. It's only a matter of time before you snap. We're taking bets on when.
Wanna play whack-a-mole in my pants?
Your word choices worry me.
We could get her a gift basket of Xanax l
Only time and a comprehensive case study of all of your relationships will tell.
I found the guy I hooked up with last night on Wikipedia, at least now I know how old he is.
So what other shows do you masturbate to? Or is it just friends
I might be drinking a 4-day old opened beer on a Wednesday. You're in no position to judge me.
It would have only made it one day at my place.
we're so committed to being not committed
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