Going back to my hometown to drink absinthe with highschool boys. Remind me to evaluate this decision tomorrow.
Either your mom needs to stop making spagetti or we need to lay off the anal. I cant tell you how much im in pain.
Spagetti cuz im not giving up the other one.
she's in the bathroom. spitting in the trashcan. not throwing up. just spitting and singing bad romance by lady gaga.
thatta girl
Going to pass out with da shoes on. hugging wallstreet journal from tuesday. please check me for liveliness in the morning.
How can it be called memorial day weekend....I don't even remember this weekend
I don't have a choice really. It's either lose 15 lbs by Halloween, or I'm going as a giant banana.
if any part of your body has ever entered my vagina you are fucking obligated to speak to me if i so desire
I need to get a job that holds me accountable for something. Otherwise I wake upon Monday wondering when the booze store opens and if I still have a boyfriend.
Do you miss the park or do you miss us having sex in public?
I was stretching naked in the middle of my room singing "Somewhere Over the Rainbow", apparently this is what I do when I'm high and the wifi goes out
Do you remember whose house we're in?
he was really really nice, and I did coke off of his dong that night too
I sure hope so...I wonder if he could tell in that email that I'm really good at blow jobs. Hopefully he heard that tone. Any means necessary.
It was only a blow job in his car. It's the same as giving a friend a back rub.
whole 5th of capt = waking up in the shower after 2 hours and the whole house asking why i'm STILL in a towel. and me having nothing to say
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