6:40pm Wednesday, December 31
Twist twist goes Blair's insides. Someone kill me.
Happy New Year.
I'm definitely more socially awkward than you, so don't worry.
My cousin is having like phone sex in the room next to me.
My life is a pile of green tea ice cream sitting in a wheat field covered with pico de gallo.
I am so done with California. I want to chill with all my friends, and maybe Rob and I made plans to kiss at midnight. Ya know? Maybe. My legs are sore.
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Satan School of Sophomores
Teen FictionA 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...
