I seriously love my fucking boobs. They are so boobs.
Enough with studying for finals. Time to put that my little pony coloring book to use.
I'm on a mission to free the leash kids. Like liberating the Israelites from Egypt. Only better.
I just saw a fat chick walking across campus talking to herself and licking her lips. Diet season is scary.
she blew me in the men's room in the restaurant. it was a french bistro, so it was okay
oh awks just saw the head of medical staff who I punched the bottle of wine at
Everyone is slow dancing to Aerosmith. I am serenading a slice of pizza.
Im otw to class. I was at the Library. Just past three girls with a bottle of tequila playing dizzy bat.
So I think before Superbowl weekend begins we should all take a look back on last year and learn from our pitfalls... AKA no touchdown shots and kitchen crying.
The only thing worse than being hungover is being hungover and not able to open your mouth wide enough to eat a cheeseburger
I'm just saying. If this how my magic vagina shows it's magic then I don't want any
It's like wanting to be a vampire vs being a vampire. You don't know the cock lust until it's infected you.
He yanked my breathe right strip off in the middle of me riding him.
He bedazzled a shirt for me that said "best head giver" should I be thankful for the gift or concerned that he has a bedazzler?
let me just take this time to thank you again for buying pudding.
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