December 2010
Teacher calls on me during class:
I’m like:
Then she asks for the answer and I’m like:
Then she turns her back and calls on someone else and I’m like:
Then she looks back at me and I’m like:
When that whore starts talking to my boyfriend
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LOVE VS. SEX: A teenage girl about 17 had gone to visit some friends one evening and time passed quickly as each shared their various experiences of the past year. She ended up staying longer than planned, and had to walk home alone. She wasn’t afraid because it was a small town and she lived only a few blocks away. As she walked along under the tall elm trees, Diane asked God to keep her...
I wish I was one of those really pretty girls on tumblr.
reblog if you want one of these in your askbox.
a stupid question
a compliment
a tmi
a story
a poem
about you
what you think about me
why you follow me
if you met me what would you do
a cute message
one thing you want to tell me
