we do all of our sexting over chat on words with friends, so my boyfriend doesn't know about it when he looks at my texts.
when i came out to my mom, it was over brunch. i was eating a banana. not exactly my smartest breakfast choice.
I just remember her telling me "Hi, my names Kaissa and I'm a lesbian" over and over and over and over again as I was crying.
My afternoon will now be spent googling genital warts. I think my life is over.
The really sad thing is that I actually practiced crawling in my room yesterday in preparation for today
its like..once you have one emotional drunk night, you can't stop. i feel like i have to end every drunken night in tears and i dont think my roommates think it's heartwarming anymore
if you just come over, i will entertain you
arguing about the color of your bong does not count as entertainment
I thought I was invisible, then some guy flashed his high beams at me and I realized my lights weren't on...not invisible.
I just washed out an empty chocolate milk bottle to take whiskey on my bike ride.
You are not an adult
i swear i just dislocated a hip staying still
Don't know how your birthday has been, but mine has involved Hershey's syrup and a blowie. It's safe to say you're playing catch up.
He's over here like "remember those pics you sent me a couple years ago? Those were hot." And I'm like "remember talking about what we were gonna name our kids a couple months ago? That was hot." Therein lies the disconnect
His ex told me that she wanted me to "take care of" him but from the way she said it I couldn't tell if she wants me to look after him or murder him.
He's very cute and has a totally sit-able face.
I fought off a bull with my bare hands while he went off to have sex with her against a wall. I’m more upset about the fact that no one is acknowledging what I did.
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