its not thanksgiving till you and grandpa shotgun beers out in the shed, and lose
i promise ill be ok...btw im only considered "not ok" if i end up in the hospital.
you went all the way to UK and still managed to hook up with someone from our highschool...
I guess at this point I should stop judging guys on their looks and more on their major and trust fund. Growing up sucks.
Oh come on. There's no way I was the only female choir student taking shots in the back room.
And with me just getting pulled over and you maxing your card out on tennis balls I don't know if we can afford it
Besides the flaccid incident, it was decent. Average sized. So this is my life now. Loneliness and lackluster sex.
Blah blah blah. Just come home and put a baby in me.
Is it just me or does the sex still keep getting better? I wasn't crying, my eyes just watered from how hard I was cumming.
I spent the money she owed me on enough magnum condoms to make a blimp. Damn right I'm going to make the best of it.
If I learned anything from that one time I saw the last 10 minutes of oprah when they talked about the secret, it is that you project what you receive back. I also have wine.
How do we have all these hot friends who we never do body shots off of
Let's make an agreement. No drugs until you finish all your homework. I'm hiding them as we speak.
My apartment looks like the apocalypse of sobriety.
decided to jump from one of the levels of the Westin chicago Nortghwest. it was worth the broken legs.
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