stalking is really helping my grade.. I followed him to a review session tonight
There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
The cop refused to sing with us, even though he was as happy as we were that the tow truck finally showed up.
Oh my god what did I do. My hands are scraped, there are pickles on the floor, my clothes are wet, and I don't remember how I get here. Thank you.
My week is over as of 8pm tonight, and I'm herpes free...Let's rage
She was a little hefty, so I turned on the strobe light in our room. Everything looks better with a strobe light.
I CAN'T FUCK HIM OUTSIDE. THAT'S FOR PEASANTS. HE'S TOO FAMOUS FOR THAT.
Definitely thought about throwing up in the cat box since it's not as far to the bathroom..
So I'll be starting a scrapbook from all the mugshots of the guys I've slept with
this makes me concerned. not enough to actually do anything about it, but yeah.
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
I was so high last night I honestly think my tears were medicinal
I woke up at 4am because the neighbors cat managed to sneak into my bed. HOW THE FUCK DOES THIS STUFF HAPPEN TO
Wake up. Smoke. Masturbate while eggos cook. Go back to bed. Smoke. Body spray shower. Beer with breakfast. Class. Morning of a champion.
i woke up between my boyfriend and his sister and i don't know if we fucked or cried together
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