After last night's events, I googled "how to change your life direction." I found a really helpful ehow.com article.
That should be a holiday. like easter. but bulges instead of baskets
soo I had sex last night and he wore a condom, pulled out sans condom. we looked everywhere and couldnt find it, even in my vag. so Im in the library at school and I googled it and it gave me "gentle digging" techniques, and sure enough, found it. ew. I'll be purchasing Plan B after class.
I'm afraid my bank account can't handle syllabus week.
I seriously just caught my 15 year old little sister with a positive pregnancy test coming out of the bathroom. Honest to God.
I have a coat hanger and a baseball bat. Her choice.
My bracket is officially just a list of teams that lost.
no sex. but he left me weed, so almost as good.
We're exchanging pot brownie recipes in my substance abuse class. This is going to be an awesome 7 weeks.
This is the most scared i've been of my hands since i did shrooms.
This is most sickening thing I've ever seen, and I threw up my body weight in jello shots on my birthday.
So I've been thinking about this, and I've decided my bed is magic. Every time I change the sheets, a new boy is in my bed. I own the Sheets of Dreams-if I change them, they will come.
Thanks for bringing me tea/a bucket. You have earned yourself a face touch.
I air guitared a man's prosthetic leg on the bar to Bruce Springsteen. That's how it's going
My liver is preforming stress tests.
Sorry. Im too sleepy to penis.
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