my brain is sober enough to have a conversation.. but my arms feel nice
It's not prostitution until you're out of college. Right now it's just strategic boning.
Disregard that. She just puked into her boot and started screaming.
If you're still on campus there's a jack and coke in the bathroom of fondren science Bldg. Too strong to bring to class.
Well I squeegeed the puke off your arm at the gas station
I'm tired of stuffing my fat into a slutty costume. Next year let's go as homeless girls. Cute ones. In leggings with camel toe.
Okay. thanks for sacraficing your body and risking aids for our snowcone business.
It's like a teen mom casting at the Obgyn's office. I feel great about my positive life decisions.
I gasped. Both pairs of lips did.
Ya I don't think I'm going anywhere, a cum towel, beer, and Vicodin was just exchanged in our white elephant present game
He dislocated his shoulder trying to finger me last night if that tells you anything
fuck you I'm eating salad I can't be drunk.
Also we're getting drunk and sledding down Caroline street. See you soon.
He punched me in the face while giving him road head, because he was driving stick. I shit you not.
He fucked me so hard my contacts fell out! Didnt know that was possible.
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