so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
oh fat girl friday strikes again...
Whats the name of the guy with his hand down my pants?
I'm going to skip that pointless convo with Mark, stick with the "we're talking" status, and bone barely legal, borderline gay, preppy guys on the DL.
remember last night when you and I took turns yelling THIS IS HUGE in my dogs faces? I love wine night.
Im only pretending to be his friend so I can sleep with his girlfriend.
I'm sorry I can't get drinks with you. I have to make sure my dad doesn't go to jail.
I will tell my future kids about the time I went to the bar with a stomach virus. Like a champ.
He pushed a skinny white blonde out of the way just to tell me "you have the finest ass, like ever."
I have never loved a nerdy white boy this much.
And I was like "take off the damn flower crown, we're about to have sex not post an indie picture on tumblr"
why not an indie porn pic then
Yeah. Still not happy that my prof saw a picture of my vag.
ever had the feeling "I've been drunk in this bathroom before?" Like De ja drunk?
I tried to be mean but not so mean that he won't bone me next weekend
He sent me a dick pic from a port-o-potty in Boston. If that's not love Idk what is.
location: under the moon. please find me. need ride home.
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