Also, I'm sitting at a crosswalk watching two Mexican gangs fight each other. I miss you too. A lot.
Taking jello shots out of a big bowl from a measuring spoon. holla atcha boy.
I woke up and he had cut my bangs and put makeup on me.
I don't care how good they make you look, you've got to stop sleeping with gay guys.
she screamed"i told you already! counter clockwise spiral and the clockwise spiral!!" right in the middle of sex
wow, i never thought dating a choreographer would be so harsh
no. you're not making a beach trip out of my abortion.
she wouldn't stop crying, so we sang her to sleep. i'm guessing you will find her in the same position by the toilet in the morning. night.
I just masturbated to the audio from my psych lecture . . . this screwing my prof fantasy is getting serious.
She made me be the little spoon then she pretended to be a jet pack for an hour straight
It would have been the trifecta of dick for her.
I'm just going to text him the word sex repeatedly until he comes over.
Did it work?
Duh, it only took 27 texts and 15 minutes and he was at my front door.
Three Architectural classes: $990.00 Architectural supplies: $300.00 Changing majors and using my architectural supplies to roll blunts: Priceless
You're fucking beautiful as shit and we should have loving sex...
Looking through my moms phone and find a pic if a dick. Scarred for life.
my balls were so many shades of blue last night I could have used them as paint and replicated the entirety of Picaso's blue period. The girl was an art major I feel like this metaphor is appropriate.
was I atleast graceful when I feel down that flight of stairs and broke my hand?
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