Grinding on my ninth grade teacher. Dreams really do come true
I don't think I have ever puked up that much free breakfast in my life...thank god for Nickle Beers.
Hurry there's a dancing lesbian. She's a jumper and has impeccable jazz hands.
I would think I was a stalker too if I wasn't myself
nothing like a cross blunt to celebrate the birth of our savior
The sad thing is; I'm getting used to walking around feeling like I could hurl at any minute.
So I stappled myself into my toga... that should be interesting getting out of later tonight...
tanning, a slurpee, and a cigarette. spa day college edition
If it makes you feel any better about life I'm wearing yoga pants with granny panties and toms with socks cause fuck my life
Well five day drinking adventure in appreciation of cinco de drinko under the belt, great way to start may
Downloaded the Pocket Penguin app. There are now penguins living in my phone. Technology is wonderful.
He is nice. Kind of short though. But didn't try to rub his jean cock on me.
Which I appreciated.
I have a to do list for the summer and thing one is figuring out my sexual orientation
I'm sorry I was just sleeping on the kitchen floor I'm too dead to think
Things could not have gone more poorly if I had stripped naked and run through the Sahara with sirloins tied to my vagina.
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