so it turns out you can rearrange the letters in "scottsdale" to spell "milf city." who knew?
you think thats bad? Today I had to pop a zit on my sack.
Just whacked off in the middle of writing a paper, gave me great ideas. Note, should do this more often.
drinking out of a sandbucket again
This wouldn't happen so much if fat girls would just stop being so damn easy.
as you might have guessed from my lack of texts, the herpes have calmed down.
i feel like i should invite him over so he can cockblock my roommate one last time before he graduates. for old times sake, ya know
At least you get to smell pizza at your job. I just smell despair all day long.
He may not be fully over his current wife yet. But wait until I show him my tits in his office at the end of the day tonight.
He's in grad school at Harvard. I suppose that means my vagina is now smarter than I am.
He has silky zebra print sheets, which you would think he put on just for me, but the bed was unmade. Did I just sleep with a closet case??
my goal for the rest of college is to escape STD free. fuck getting a job. this is more important.
He hit me with his bagpipe
Isnt that against the lesbian handbook?
Drunk me bought a cell phone last week and began texting sober me. The conversation between the two is still on going.
my mom tells me this morning that i was blasting teach me how to dougie at 2 am last night and refused to leave her room until she dougied with me
Randomize
