i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
on a scale of one to ten, how awkward would it i told him i had to go change my tampon and then left?
11
i just googled "who won the civil war" . how can i still have a 97% in this class?
He just kept yelling woof and then threw money all over me...
She pointed at me and told her friend, I'm going to fuck him, its going to be really loud, so yes, i need the whole basement.
I could feel myself puking on my feet but it was so warm i didnt even care.
I am not going to ask my mother to pause a movie so I can have phone sex.
I think John will remember that birthday for a while. I'm still dying at the fact a stripper was hunting me down.
Sweet! It'll be a "that-minor-I-used-to-serve-alcohol-to-is-no-longer-a-minor" party!!!
Dude at the bar last night came into the bathroom, drop kicked the stall open and start saying lines from happy Gilmore as he was shitting, "go in your home! Are you too good for your home?!"
Just went grocery shopping with a vibrator in my purse and didn't even realize it. This is what Saturdays are made for.
the police dropped me off. that's how my night went.
let me wake up, find my pants, and find out where i am tommorow and ill get back to you on that
Pretty sure I'm partying in a onesie right now.
Also this morning I remembered seeing the stripper he threw up on later in the night. She was clothed though.
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