I'm dying. Please wear something slutty to my funeral.
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if you don't let us come over today i'm not taking the second plan b pill. your call.
When you're about to leave, tell him "bye." At that point, he should say something. If he doesn't say anything, well, our drinks were free and he gets a free make out with yours truly.
it was like brushing your tongue but with a fucking long toothbrush.
Home remedy for the herp. Black tea. I need to strap teabags to my wang.
just to let ya know we might have to take a stripper snowboardin sometime
should my break up email to my English professor be in MLA format?
I'm pretty sure they had a hash wedding cake. I love college weddings.
He pulled a condom out of his satchel and i questioned my entire life.
Came home plastered at 8am. Roommate had hot glued all the ashtrays and various items to their surfaces. Couldn't handle it. Went back to the bar.
I'm owning this being a social human being thing tonight!
I'm actually more excited that I had so much sex this weekend that my ovaries hurt
Haha we both slept with guys named Brad born on may 1st. This is a proud day for sisters.
Truth. Though I have held steadfast to the notion while the rest of you wavered. I had faith in his homosexuality.
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