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Posted: Sun Feb 10, 2013 6:27 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 8:50 am
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 2:04 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 16, 2014 4:11 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 6:33 pm
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I got this.
I fell off a horse in front of not only my friends but by that time, my crush.
I fell climbing the bleachers because I was giving my, at that time, crush flirty looks.
I came home drunk and cried to my mother about how my friend screwed my ex after I had told her I kinda liked him. I did not like him.
I was joking with my friends about being fancy because they were drinking rum while I drunk wine, I tried to do that weird bubbly-wine-suck that wine testers do and chocked on it. Never again.
I fell flew off a scooter, got air time, and ... surprisingly, didn't cry.
I was horse-back riding without a saddle, only padding, and had to get off because I dropped something (forgot what). I was too short to get back on and had to ask a total strangers to help me back up.
Once, I tried skateboarding (which I sucked at) while walking my dog on a leash, he saw a cat and I fell flew off. My, at that time, crush saw it.
While reading the fault in our stars, my sister walked in on me sobbing, I wasn't even at the end of the book.
I was watching the horse whisperer with two friends, I sobbed like a little b***h at the first scene and my friends told everyone.
A guy touched my a** so I turned and slapped the guy behind me, it wasn't him.
Once, I was in a store and I saw this mean chick from my old school so I told my sister and she told me to say hi to which I reaplied, "Hell no, she was a total b***h, trust me." and I think a guy walking behind her (her friend) heard, not certain. The girl called me over later on and was surprisingly, nice.
It was raining in school and I didn't want my hair wet so I ran skidded into class and I swear, I broke my a**.
A guy looked in my make-up bag (I don't wear make-up, so I put my personal on the go stuff in there) , found a tampon and ... uh, yeah >.> not going further from there, I felt judged. At least it wasn't my crush that time.
I was at a party, my heels were killing me but I was too prideful to take them off,when I left, I had to walk down the street without my heels on because I couldn't stand them. Pride.
When I was younger, I liked wedgies and would pull my panties up my butt, well, it wasn't embarrasing until someone yelled "*my name*, You have a wedgie!" and that memory still haunts me today, even though I was like 5-6.
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 6:57 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 7:00 pm
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Posted: Wed Jan 07, 2015 7:20 pm
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Posted: Thu Jan 08, 2015 7:47 pm
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Posted: Sat Mar 21, 2015 8:33 am
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Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2017 1:15 am
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