i have absolutely no control over my now miserable and whore-ish lifestyle.
on the last problem of the exam i just drew a picture of a cat and left
I puked in the AC vent. thing are gonna get ugly come summertime.
just had an encounter with drunk people from out of state at dairy queen. they wanted to stay till march to see the high school play.
No subtext here. People are naked.
well, it ended with me crying outside the strip club saying i don't want to be 21 anymoree. i'd say it was a great 21st birthday.
i'm glad we're now at the level of friendship where we can comfortably discuss the quality of our shit
I don't remember much but I remember it was a unanimous decision that Santa was indeed real and Cait's stripping somehow proved this.
Oh, I forgot to ask if u have any idea what happened to the back of my ear and if u were present when I almost fell off the roof...
I mean, I can get to know him eventually. The time frame doesn't really matter. I'll have sex with him regardless of whether he's interesting or not.
After giving a back rub to someone in the bathroom of the theater, he ripped an "employees must wash hands" sign off the wall to prove that he could and proceeded to hang it up in his house.
I taught her to play Monopoly. She sold me her bra to keep from going bankrupt.
Yep. My memoirs will be called "A Slore Worth Mentioning"
After all this I still can't spell gonorrhoea without autocorrect
don’t ask me. i snorted coke off of a pregnancy test box last night. i obviously don’t make the best life choices.
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