you wouldn't even come home last night... Dead to me
I can't believe believe she called me a slut. She doesn't know anything about me or my life.
Shit, that's something a lot of sluts say.
sometimes i wonder what i would do without sheltered catholic girls w/ overprotective parents
never have sex?
i knew he was a douchebag when his facebook activities were "ladeis," and "gettin crunk wit ladeis"
I think I should become a real estate agent in th friend zone I know the place so well
Did you wake up with "jello shots" stamped on your hand too?
Look, we all have our slutty phases. Mine is just forever.
They asked if I was about to puke and my response was to laugh and suddenly throw up. Continuing my asshole streak I kept laughing while still vomiting.
While I faked being asleep, he literally prayed to God out loud, asking for forgiveness for losing his virginity before marriage.
two questions - what stuff of mine was pawned and who has the pawn tickets.
I think they were making kool-aid in my bed. There is lots of sugar and my hands and face are stained blue.
The point remains that this is the setup for some great stories
Or terrible, horrifying, traumatic experiences
great clearly means different things to us
I'm pretty sure I just came a kidney stone..
I'm telling you, I 'm beginning to think that my vagina is magical.
Did he pick you up in a mini van?
Yes. Turns out my sugar daddy is about to be an actual daddy
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