I'm having post traumatic stress flashbacks of last night. That big. Don't know whether to call him again or change my name...
ill do whatever it takes for me to get more high and eat pie
your mom just called me and asked me why i'm not in jail with you right now.
using blue streamers we found on the bathroom floor was probably not the best substitute for toilet paper.
I smell like fire and strippers. Successful sunday funday.
i wasn't gonna shower then i remembered i slept in my own piss
They're doing shots to celebrate every 15 minutes passing. You can come get them.
No, i will not have sex with him again. It felt like he was trying to bulldoze his way through me. My vagina is on strike.
I think drinking everclear was a better idea than taking a night class.
Slowly realizing that my only incentive to bathe is shower beer
sending him nudies in gran's hospital bathroom. you?
Btw. U, me, male strippers, beer. Gonna happen. We could totally get TNT from like u know TNT places
I stopped his blowjob to raise 3 fingers & whistle the hunger games tune to the people walking past the window
she used her teeth again, but this time it was out of love
So I had Xanax for breakfast & I'm probably going to fuck my tennis instructor.
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