thought so. i woke up and he was playing with my eyeliner. I MAKE GREAT CHOICES.
he clicked a button a stirrups came down from the ceiling... if I don't come home by sunday, report me.
I had to stop messing around with him for fear of laughing in his face. I swear it was a pinky finger in his pants
is it really high of me to have brought my own hot sauce to wendys?
I just got over my period in 3 days...I believe that is god's way of saying "go fuck an amazingly attractive Italian boy on vacation"
I think I ruined Robin and Mikes anniversary. I walked in on them fucking, accidentally broke the necklace he gave her, and I stole the keg from their party. Not in that order
he just made me youtube cheetahs running and he thinks he is in a pool
being able to look good while almost puking is a skill that takes a lot of puking to develop.
He completely dissapeared at the baseball game. We found him passed out at the hotel three hours later with souviner photos of himself at the top of the Sears Tower.
We got kicked out of Walmart for playing cod with squirt guns of course it was better then prom.
pain. pain everywhere. this is why throwing yourself at concrete is a bad idea.
I have got to stop taking so many uppers and downers simultaneously. My life is a Dali painting.
I've had more jaegerbombs than I can count on 3 fingers
Woke up to your boyfriend in my bed last night. What's that about?
First non virgin Sunday. Bursts into flames.
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