God help me. Come pick me up. The guy told me this is not a hotel and i had to leave.
Oh shit. I just had to lure him into the bedroom so I could take the list of his negative qualities off the fridge so he wouldn't see.
He asked me to sit on his face, but i didnt, for 2 reasons, one, i had just pooped like 20 mins before sex, and two, this could be my future husband. so i skipped on sitting.
i'm transferring to degrassi. i don't care that it's severely canadian. classes are five minutes long, there's no actual work and you can get oot of class whenever you want to go have a dramatic scene with someone in the hall
You can't just send the picture of my vagina back to me, 2 months after we broke up, and make small talk out of it.
We're watching a video in class about cheese. The scoring for it sounds like that of a Lifetime movie. My mind is creative. I've continued my own story in my head of a wheel of cheese that was raped and murdered. It's so sad. I hope they get the guy. Btw, the video is about marketing.
Somehow those two combined like captain planet and shit went haywire
Yeah. I mean it wasn't that awkward. I just made conversation like there was absolutely no lack of pants.
i was so high i thought the horse on my poster was running
Some guy I've never met before just came outside and started rolling a blunt on our fence and passed it around to all six of us. At eight in the morning. Today's gonna be weird.
my bed is a shrine, and I am its goddess.
I had the choice between 9 burritos and 1 girl...
And...?
I don't get promposals. When I asked my date I was so drunk I couldn't lift my head. Then I puked on my lawn after he said "ok whatever". That's romance
I am 5' 11" of pure, uncut Fuck Off right now.
this is the 3rd time this week I've gone to the liquor store to stock up for the next 2 weeks
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