Once I was eating jello with my best friends and after eating like twenty little cups of jello we realized they were jello shots. There was a lot of alcohol in them. That night we had our first lesbian experience.
I wish that I could see my real father. My mom hates him because he raped me and other kids. But I don't care. He is my father. And I want a chance to see him. I haven't seen him in about 6 years. The only picture I've sen of him is a mug shot. And it was on my mom's computer. And the computer broke. Now I really want to see him.
When I was little I thought tampons were fake bullets. Me and my friends would use slingshots and shoot tampons at each other and leave them all over the front yard.