found a dugout with weed in it in dad's car. decided to top up the weed compartment with salvia. for fun.
I wonder what it would be like to be a slice of cheese.
i think at one point throughout the night i began eating birthday cake with a q-tip.
I kept calling his name while we were having sex cuz i was so proud that i remembered it.
I had a new years resolution not to be a whore anymore, but I think I'm gonna wait till 2011
Every day I regret the life decisions that led me to bank management and NOT being a coke addicted stripper. Every. Single. Day.
So the girl in front of me was buying champagne too .. I wanted to be like "so are you celebrating clean test results too?"
To say he's a good fuck is like saying the beatles had a bit of success. My vag is still mourning the fact he moved.
I'm in class. I'm not opening a page with the words "death erection" in the link. There's people behind me lol.
for breakfast I had vodka and flavor blasted goldfish. and I'm topless.
Passive mediator is your role in this relationship. My role is dick punching arsonist
I'm so bored right now i'm literally Googleing all the possible ways to get high with household items as my mom is sitting in front of me..
I don't particularly remember setting a firecracker off in my hand. No more tequila.
For a second I thought he was going to give me an intervention
You can't give interventions in a bar!
I may have just got motorboated by a male stripper who told me I should be a porn star and not a vet student.
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