the night i cant remember will be the night i always remember thanks to my "i
He can't get past my hymen. At least that's what he said it feels like.
im a genious. moved my bed and mirror so i can watch the game while Fucking
I just realize today that I've dated three guys this year with their own blog. Ugh that's embarrassing.
its all coming back to me in waves....waves of humiliation and nausea.
It's that "make a Pringle and Twinkie sandwich" kind of depression.
my mom went out and bought me new sheets and redecorated my room. its like she's more excited for me to get laid tomorrow for the first time in two months than I am.
I just burped jalapeños and cum. That was the most disgusting thing ever.
SEXX, SEXX, SEXX,SEXX,SEX SEX SEXXXXXXX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEXSEX SEXSEXSEXSEXSEX.\nimagine that to the can can song. also come to my house. theres a dance routine.
Lindsey Lohan and I have slept with the same amount of people. The only thing she's now beating me on is rehab trips and teen choice awards, so really I'm the winner.
Virgins should have to wear a badge. This burden is too heavy...
So how do I get back in good graces for trying to trade you for superbowl tickets?
I'm sitting here listening to fat joe and doing kegels I have given up
handcuff keys just fell out of my bra....wtf happened last night?
I just told the bartender to “give me something that will murder me”
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