I want to thank the Academy, and...
I feel so special. I want to remember last night for the rest of my life.
Steven, we always flirt every time we see each other. I will always remember you as the guy who got to third base with me within 15 seconds.
Gerardo, thanks for making my night the best. I have never gotten serviced like that before. I can't believe you got me to suck it in front of all my friends. So hot (just like you!), and it was worth every drop. Well, most of the drops. A couple landed on my shirt. ;)
Arthur, thanks for the love. You're such a nice guy, and we should drink and "hang out" more often. ;) I can spell my name in hickeys on your abs next time. j/k haha maybe not
Mony, Aaron, Kim, Geline, Tracy, Raymond, Elias, Joey, and Pauline: thanks for coming, and for getting drunk with me. I hope everyone had as much fun as I had. You guys are all a blast!
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This is a MySpace-related rant: I really don't like those people on MySpace who use the mass bulletin to spam my page up, since there's no way to turn off the "feature." I really couldn't care less about them announcing the most inane details of their shitty little lives. It's just not important enough, bitches!
Mmk, I'm done.
Steven, we always flirt every time we see each other. I will always remember you as the guy who got to third base with me within 15 seconds.
Gerardo, thanks for making my night the best. I have never gotten serviced like that before. I can't believe you got me to suck it in front of all my friends. So hot (just like you!), and it was worth every drop. Well, most of the drops. A couple landed on my shirt. ;)
Arthur, thanks for the love. You're such a nice guy, and we should drink and "hang out" more often. ;) I can spell my name in hickeys on your abs next time. j/k haha maybe not
Mony, Aaron, Kim, Geline, Tracy, Raymond, Elias, Joey, and Pauline: thanks for coming, and for getting drunk with me. I hope everyone had as much fun as I had. You guys are all a blast!
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This is a MySpace-related rant: I really don't like those people on MySpace who use the mass bulletin to spam my page up, since there's no way to turn off the "feature." I really couldn't care less about them announcing the most inane details of their shitty little lives. It's just not important enough, bitches!
Mmk, I'm done.