i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
so just incase you wake up on the couch wondering how you got there--you came home at 7am, put ice in a cup--then you proceeded to put the cup in the microwave and melt it because you "wanted water". you then, fell down the stairs while saying "you don't know me" then crawled to the couch.
i don't even want to say how many boners i've caused this week
I buy you gas. You blow me. Economics.
Now she's making me sit here and look at pictures of guys she likes who look like bears. She's calling them her bear friends.
im trying to find a facebook picture of him that doesnt make me regret sleeping with him. its not working
Way to high for badminton right now. This is gonna be a shitshow.
Dude I've kinda accepted I may leave Nola with the clap.
Screw them and thier engaged asses. I've got liquor to drink and boys I don't know to make out with.
Who the fuck gets injured on a merry-go-round? HOW IS IT POSSIBLE??
Well I've made a drinking game out of the Wiggles but I think I've got this babysitting thing down
I finally broke my dry spell. I did it. D-do-da-Dora.
Every time I try to do something productive I end up searching ghost porn.
she stuffed her marc jacobs purse full of cereal
classy
Now I am free. And I want to go meet men. My phone deleted all my contacts, and I consider this to be a new beginning. With a new man in my phone book.
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