He started yelling "we're making a baby" mid thrust.. probably not the right guy for me right?
I can't ever handle being "that girl" again. At least not until next semester.
just ate frosted cheerios in coffee with some marshmellows. the college diet begins
I'm sitting by the window waiting for the sun to go down so that I can start drinking.
heading to class now, facing the weekend consquences
apparently i found nail polish and started playing a game i made up called "paint a nail, do a shot"
she said "the two best ways to sober up are to nurse someone or give a blowjob" and im gonna go along with it.
I don't think he grasps the fact that I would much rather he finish inside me than on my $400 Anthropolgie bedspread
Ps I got my nipple pierced. You're just gonna have to accept me for the tool I am and I don't wanna hear any shenanigans.
After owing so much in back child support they should make vasectomy a mandatory
I didn't realize how trashy of a night we had.
Welllll, you did eat a cherry out of my pussy. So I think that classes it up a little.
Peeing in taco bell cups is part of the fun of going to taco bell
"Being an adult" and "being happy" are two circles that do not overlap in my Venn diagram of life.
Also, we can't be seen together looking suspicious or sexually satisfied
He was wearing a diaper to the party. I've never felt like such a creep in my life.
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