4:02pm Friday, December 12
Feminism doesn't mean I won't make you a sandwich, it just means I'm making myself one too.
7:55pm
Stop. Touching. Me.
What if I was Italian?
Nah.
Starting to realize I'm going to have close to $100,000 in student loans when I get out of a four year college.
Cry?
Watch Hannibal?
Kind of horny?
Confused feelings?
Where do I buy pizza pattern boxers?
Why is my life filled with these questions?
I am feeling awkward about buying men's underwear for someone I'm not even dating, but I don't care.
I'm Secret Santa to Rob, and he asked the "universe" for pizza boxers.
Bruh.
I need to buy some underwear, damn. I think I've had the same bra for like two years. I wear it every damn day.
Slap my face. I am just...
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Satan School of Sophomores
TeenfikceA year, documented, of a young, confused teen girl's life as she struggles and experiments with the modern world of sex, drugs, and the opposite gender. This work contains crude language, intense/inappropriate situations and other more or less mild...
