we got a new version of the plan b at the pharmacy now. its called next choice. you would think they would come up with better names for these things.
ok, im coming! i just found some lemon square in my bangs, washing that out..this shit is all over me! was i in a pie eating contest?
yes
did i win? did you like my outfit? or should i change, if you were horny would you bang me?
so he came in me this morning and i was like WTF DUDE. i called him Daddy until he agreed to pay the full $40 for plan B. He wants to name our Patrick because it will be a st pattys day baby. absolutely NOT.
Just woke up with three stitches in my left boob. Nevertheless, I think I'm going to like this school.
apparently my insurance doesn't cover road head. Bummer.
i feel like his penis is a security blanet. i cant fall asleep unless its in my hand
they just named my boobs. Lefty is "Guenevere" and Righty is "I claim this boob for America"
Although I wish I was out drinking, this cough syrup has me slightly more optimistic than usual.. I heavily debating trying to find mystical creatures and selling them to rich people as pets
How was your weekend?
The sex was so good. It hurts to exist.
Who the fuck superglued glowsticks to my arm.
my roommate had a few special brownies and wrapped my purse and one of my shoes and left them under the tree for me...
I spent half an hours grinding with a drunk Harry Potter cosplayer at the con rave. Pretty sure I felt his wand.
I am drinking fireball and apple juice out of a sippy cup like a fucking toddler.
Even his sexts are poetic. He said breasts instead of tits so I'm gonna lock this shit down asap
IT'S PERFEFT
... what?
HIS DICK. IT'S PERFECT. BYE.
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