Marg and I just meaowed the nat anthem. I was tenor.
'm tripping baaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
before i could say "i'm not that kind of girl", i was.
she must've caught on when i went out for a "run" in jeans and a sweatshirt and came back holding a McDonalds bag and smelling like pot.
someone just puked in the library. they put up caution tape. i totally underestimated finals week.
repeat this after me. period at the beach is better than baby at the beach. breathe. and: period at the beach is better than baby at the beach.
Totally just locked myself outside of my house, in my robe, with the fedex man and a box of sex toys. Not my week.
You're my spirit guide. This has to do with oatmeal cream pies.
Ive never seen him vulnerable before. He just had surgery and looked so cute on his crutches. like a little baby bird with a broken wing. that i wanted to nurse back to health. with my vagina
We aren't really supposed to respect our bodies til our mid twenties.
This whole bra on the outside of my shirt thing is so convenient. It turns my shirt into a pocket to eat Fritos out of. Mmm boobies
I'm currently looking on facebook to see how slutty the girls from my kindergarden class are now. I have a problem.
The only pictures I have are of me being stoned or me looking like a man, which do you prefer?
Finally smoked with my brothers, I feel like I just won gold at the Best Older Brother Ever Olympics
Hey Cat, it's Michael. You made out with me for a hot dog last night and I feel super used.
He just looks like he'd be good in bed. He looks like he has a lot of anger built up in him and all I'm saying is that if he took out on my vagina I'm cool with that
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