Your Embarrassing Moments

I could without the bullets slipping out of an extremely slick area.

This is from early on in my first semster of freshman year in college. My room mate and I don’t get along very well (to the point that we don’t even talk to each other). She’s a conservative, hardcore, “good girls don’t do that!” kind of girl while I’m like “eh, as long as you’re [...]

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