we're blogging at a bar
we didnt fuck last night. again. seriously, his place is like where dreams go to die.
my hangover today makes thursday's feel like a bubble bath.
i told him im from Canada, abortion is free
Just found out I slapped a vegan in the face with meat last night.
Which is scary since we both think with our vaginas
these girls were driving down the road screaming "SHOT!!" out the windows and pelting potatoes at passerby.
i got hit in the ear.
It is a special kind of bonus when you find money you hid from yourself when you were drunk in the tampon box. What did we do last period?
Sorry we couldn't "turn off the mirrors." How're you feeling today?
Technically he's married but he says it's "not like that" even tho his wife lives with him. Not sure if I believe him but I'm sleeping with him anyway.
Hah no, But it might feel like water boarding to my soul
After the clumsiest day of my life I think it's safe to say my dream of being a ninja is dead. Memorial service with a glass of wine at 8pm
can you come here so we can have really loud sex? the girl upstairs walks so loud i want her to know how it feels
of course
Kids music just accidentally came on at this party. I didn't know how many stoners were here until they all sang along.
If you wanna fuck the pudding, fuck the pudding. Just not the chocolate, Im gonna eat that.
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