I just woke up in the 4th floor lounge at 5:30AM with my ipod on to springsteen and a condom on
its not stalking. its research.
I'm on the strip, it's like a mini new years eve. Some girl just got taken away on a stretcher with her meter margarita in her hand claiming it's trophy for being awesome. Damn tourists are lightweights.
He measures volume by how much weed he can put in it and surface area by how many people can have sex in it.
Vodka infused whipped cream. Shit just got real.
he has been on a 2 week bender, has been homeless for a week and a half, and leaves for madagascar in 2 days. Do we worry or is that normal?
He said "I wish they sold 40's in bars".. and a business plan came to mind. Maybe I CAN do something with my degree...
It's kind of hard to say bye to you when you fall asleep on the bar..
We just leapfrogged all the way to the bar.
She kept pulling joints out of her bra and asking strangers for birthday hugs.
Fucking in bar bathrooms doesn't count as "rushing things"
if I blackout nd am found tomorrow w butterfly hairclips on my nipples and my habd down my pants tell my family I am sorry
I'm pretty sure I went in the girls bathroom and vomited everywhere then looked for a urinal for like 20 minutes
We talked about breaking up, had sex, and in the middle of said sex, talked more about breaking up- best sad day ever
He woke me up at 6:30 to have sex again and afterwards, he didn't even judge me when I asked him if he wanted some rum. I think I found my soulmate.
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