Ask me how many people I've slept with. Because its changed since I last saw you.
I saw you 20 MINUTES AGO. You need to stop this.
I realized that I earned the name Classy cassie as i was throwing up vodka slushie in my bed with a guy I know by the name extacy boy
im spending all my christmas money on new years parafanalia aka things I will ingest or lose by the next morning
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
we found his I.D. in the upstairs bathroom...under a towel in a hidden pile of snacks from her kitchen
It's 5:30am in Vegas and I'm eating McDondalds next to crying prostitutes.....low point.
Only I can have a panic attack in the back seat of a cop car and have them move me to the front seat.
First of all guys don't have walks of shame. Secondly there is nothing more epic than riding the skytrain in a toga while everyone else is going to work
New drunken fun fact of last night, after I pushed Sarah and before I started making out with guy #1, I shouted that I'd go to third base on a first date, then threw myself at him
my dad has now seen 6 different dudes grab my ass. i guess i should start a list.
Do you know why I woke up with a half peeled lemon in my purse with a post-it that said "eat me" on it?
I think I might start referring to your vagina as a separate being now
I was amazing, unlike anything he's ever experienced. I somehow made him feel young and old.and he never felt old before. He feels I will literally kill him. With my magic, lethal vagina.
woke up, covered in gummy bears, with a note that said "the gummy army won"
just licked the cheese off a burger. that high.
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