we're blogging at a bar
tod's in jail
he was afraid of holiday checkpoints so we let him ride my mom's tandem bike home. by himself. at 4 am.
I was just at the urinal, started to go, then farted, then said oh yea out loud, then heard someone move in the stall behind me
I was found on the hood of someone elses car... Who would've thought there were 2 white nissans?
literally every day that goes by where he doesn't talk to me makes me more determined to get him to have sex with me
Why the FUCK can i grow hair on my big toes but not on my chest?
Level of drunkenness: just now when I sat down on the toilet, I had to double check to make sure I wasn't sitting on somebody's lap.
its all coming back to me in waves....waves of humiliation and nausea.
yep. it's official. for $40 they will let you lick the stripper pole.
How bad is the voicemail?
You graded my boobs.... C minus. Asshole.
So I wore a corset to school. Fuck laundry.
I deflowered you on valentines day. I AM THE BEST AT ROMANCE. LOVE ME.
I'm graduating college in 4 days. I already miss the bad decisions
I wiped my ass with some girl's sock, I would honestly admit if I hate Caitlin's sandwich.
He got mad at you last time bc you tried to rap battle him via text. This is strictly business.
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