So I'm playing pool in my cowboy boots and some guy came up looks at my boots and goes, "you should've got the boots with the fur"
We hit a deer, sort of a buzz kill. But it's fine.
He seems like he has feelings, which is completely unacceptable; esp for a boy in college.
i love when people i haven't talked to since we fucked write on my wall.
Slut skills are useful in every country.
The poor thing was so drunk they wheeled his motorcycle into the bar. I just dropped him off to pick it up. The best walk of shame ever.
Also I climbed atop a mailbox with a toilet paper hat and a wolverine claw made of glowsticks, screaming at passers-by that they were going to die. Control me
I found ecstasy taped in my armpit... thank you drunk Marissa.
you left saying you wanted to "go piss on that girl's doorstep" and we didn't see you the rest of the night
that actually explains a lot
Did you really get up in the middle of a tattoo to go get Taco Bell?
I'm coming right back.
And thanks to you I'm pretty sure I'm banned from every qdoba in south carolina. And cab company
I'm getting high with a 50 year old car wash guy. Enough said.
We had sex on the playground and then walked around his neighborhood grading houses based on their Christmas decorations
somehow I wound up on the floor crying about his beard. then telling everyone I'd give him a "lesbian blowjob".
If you find out what that means, show me.
This is not okay. I only like one boy. I should like 200 boys and be having wild unprecedented sex. Instead I like one boy whose a born again virgin.
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