my soul wont recognize me after tonight
If i come home from court on friday.. i'm definitely doing something illegal.
just graduated on the spot on the quad where I vommed freshman year. full circle
It's either jizz or frosting, and either way, someone's being held accountable.
I met him yesterday and now he's wanting to hold hands and kiss in public. i hate this
he kept doing his monologue, "if a vagina could talk."
He passes out, I smoke his kush. All's fair in love and a disappointing lack of sex.
I've got mace and a condom. Ready to roll either way and keeping my pimp hand strong.
I just look @ having a child spit on you as another form of birth control. I think my ovaries just tied themselves in a knot.
my binge eating and her being stoned all the time has reduced us to a bowl of chinese candies, frozen bacon and a stick of butter, we do however have enough alcohol to start our own liquor store.
Two questions. One. Where are you watching election results tomorrow? Two. Can we have Obama victory sex?
It's after midnight. I didn't find the answer to my problem, but I did find the bottom of a bottle of vodka, so... there's that.
that's the second time I've left that bar and slept with the person that's driven my car. thank god I don't take cabs..
sober me thinks like you do. drunk me needs sober me's advice. am i allowed to go to his house?
It was a fun night. I made out with the door guy at the gay bar but he didn't speak english
There was no door guy at the bar
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