Forget about socially acceptable. Make me happy instead
So.. My internet got red-flagged at work because i did a search on "midigit strippers las vegas" This may be hard to explain...
I'm at the casino and some dude apparently has money in an entire row of slot machines. Its like watching a really intense adult version of wack a mole
on toilet. in drag. drinking coffee vodka. I regret nothing.
I'm starting to blur the boundary between reasonable senioritis and self-destruction. Somewhat-openly hittin the flask in 11am class
oh, you know. just sitting in my bed high as fuck wearing a windbreaker and watching british tv.
This is like a relationship, I expect to be mind blown at least once a week.
My sister hid me from my parents, brought me a bloody mary, and told my girlfriend I was out with my dad. For 13, I got to say she's working out pretty good.
We had fun with our Indiana Jones role-playing until I whipped myself in the dick with my belt.
i feel like my tongue has its own mouth, and that mouth just bit its tongue and is clenching its teeth.
Yea not today, I ending up taking a shit behind a tree last night.
The contents of my fridge consist of alcohol, Nuva ring, and cheesecake. I'm that girl.
So.. I was kinda upset i got the bad fuck out of the situation
I literally heard an 'oh my god' when the shirtless Tongan appeared.
I was peer pressured into smoking weed by a bunch of LGBTQ teenagers
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