I feel like I'm one of those people who someone looks at and thinks "how did she get into this college"
For a day that started with shitting my pants, things turned out fairly well.
i don't think my family understands the severity of a twenty first birthday.
Can you explain my first weekend back, because there a lot of blacked out gaps and 32 friend requests i would like to know about
Thank GOD those kids were having a lemonade stand, I didn't have anything to wash down my plan b with.
I was just "that girl you seen blowing some dude outside when you drove by"
we're going to drop off one of our cars at the police station tonight so we'll be able to drive home in the morning
I just did the math. It is, in fact, cheaper to go out drinking every weekend than it would be for me to pay for a legitimate therapist. What are you doing next Friday night?
I just told my mother my "if there are drugs I'm only taking them if I don't have to pay" rule and witnessed her perception of my shatter and crumble behind her eyes.
Last night I said "I'm so glad you broke up with your lesbian soccer mom girlfriend" I don't remember how he reacted I just remember trying to pee in the woods
A gay dude just spanked me with a nicholas sparks novel and called me foxy. I'm putting this on my resume.
The thought "Ummm which pants am I wearing? ...I *am* wearing pants, right?" just ran through my head. I'm done. So done.
I could not handle jail. And my very angry parents.
unless you want this visit to have a different tone... more romantic, less molly in a hotel room
The guy like flippppped out and made me pay $15 for a car wash. I thought I was being extremely courteous by making sure to puke outside the window
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