i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
he fingered me, smelled his fingers, then asked me what i ate today..
I have no memory of puking on someone. Was he cute?
How do i write this on his wall without making it sound like he gave me an std?
The only good thing about trampolines when you're fucked up is the gushing blood really cleans all the bad coke out of your nose.
We were walking home when he passed out, we left him. Just got a call from him, hes in a jail in Canada.
it was either that or behind a dumpster, and i am way too pretty to pee behind a dumpster
I showed remarkable dignity in such a compromising situation. Except I came off as sort of a blue ball giver.
At Grandmas for dinner. She is drinking a smirnoff ice. As soon as I saw it I had to stop myself from yelling chug.
Just puked up hair, tacos and vodka. Hello Memorial Day weekend.
He managed to scream "cowabunga bitch" before he went down on me. Let me know if you still like him.
Also, you should've bet on Team Liver.
We won.
USA USA USA
When's the last time you had sex near some ducks?
I was sprawled on his bed and heard him and a girl walk in the apartment. I jumped out the window and am walking down main street wrapped in an american flag blanket. Can you pick me up?
And I’m prepared, because I'm in it to win it (and by win I mean get railed hard)
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