They have to be talking about me. I never heard that statement until I was born.
then she made me sanitize my hands before fingering her...i may have found my soulmate
make sure to take notes today. there is a guy in a wheelchair who might be getting a DUI from a cop on horseback. I'm gonna see this through.
i woke up with a grocery list signed by "the people who ate all your shit while you were passed out"
I think I am the only girl in the world who would be proud of these scars from rug burn.
I tried douching with a turkey baster. Not the brightest idea.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
I may only be a second year med student but I feel very confident in calling that a micropenis.
Getting a vibrator would be like waving the white flag of surrender in this war against my vagina and its hormone army.
I picked up a chick last night on crutches wearing a I am boobman tshirt. I love raves.
Let's fuck under the stars. And by under the stars I mean in my bed underneath my glow in the dark star stickers.
He's in grad school at Harvard. I suppose that means my vagina is now smarter than I am.
I'll have a whole suitcase of emergency bacon with me obviously
Damn victory sex feels great
how do I say, without sounding slutty... That I can take a dick?
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