Porn is love you can see.
school has made you so classy.
that's mcgill. producing sluts since 1884.
He bought me a flower. He's totally getting head every day for a week.
ur roommate just sent me a pic of us fucking. i'm not coming over anymore.
All I remember is mattress sliding down the stairs while giving him a blow-job. Sorry you had to witness the incident.
I'm the saddest girl in a tutu right now.
two questions - what stuff of mine was pawned and who has the pawn tickets.
next photo in the 'cherished memories' series- Jess's bed. Note the vomit actually UNDER the pillows. shes a genius.
I threw up in the kitchen on the floor and a guy tried cleaning it up with a spoon at a party.
I climbed out a window to pee last night because i thought i was locked in the room... Then crawled back in and went to bed. The poor neighbors.
You started crawling towards a moving train. Maybe you should take it easy next time
When the theology professor asked me what touched me most about this trip to Rome, I guess "the guy from last night" wasn't the proper response.
New rule: if someone asks if you would like to snort a xanax the answer is no.
I think I'll shower sitting down. That seems safe.
So I got a text from him saying "jacking off...thinking of you" I think I'm going to get a restraining order
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