So I had sex with him again. He's still got it. Not chlamydia, he got rid of that.
I just tried to pee in a pad to see if it was like a diaper. it's not.
we should become lesbians. not together. just in general.
Just when I thought this night couldn't get any worse, my dad sang and dedicated Sexual Healing to me at kareoke night.
I told the girl in his bed not to bleed on his sheets like the last one.
i like being sick. whatever the doctor gave me is awesone. the walls are waving at me. i never want to get better.
he went to have surgery in the morning and apparently they found lip gloss on his dick
I think I suffocated him while I was riding his face
Nothing like playing hide and seek with a state patrol officer early in the morning to get your heart rate up.
Apparently when your theatre teacher asks who the best actor of our time is, Nicolas Cage is not the right answer.
Well, you've continued the theme of living with people who's dicks I've sucked.
Saved a second guy who was crying/on the verge of wigging out. Just call me the drug whisperer.
Wait..I'm drunk and butt naked making a pizza. Happy Wednesday.
we should start a freak-out-the-cashier-contest. I just bought JerseyShore Season2, red high heels, and nipple soothing pads
You know that voice that tells you to do something spontaneous after 1am? Don't listen to it.
Randomize
