last night I thought his shirt said yale... but this morning it definitely says old navy.
ur penis kinda felt like a vagina to me
I'm like 99% sure I made out with Kevin Spacey last night. Not good.
I was so high I thought there were pigeons in my room. Long story short there are now donut crumbs all around my bedroom.
She gave me a foot massage with her tongue. I think we're both scarred for life.
I can get head just about anywhere nowadays so that's not much of an incentive, coffee on the other hand...
we've had sex 4 times and he still refers to me as 'the chick in my chem class'
All I know is she had me sitting on the kitchen floor with her little Pomeranian eating potato chips And shredded cheese. I don't even know dude. I don't even know.
You were running around yelling "BUKAKE!" and squirting people with a shampoo bottle you found. Total shitshow.
I was like a migrating bird last night. Navigating on pure instinct. Don't remember how... but I made it home.
i was enjoying my post acid trip trance a little too much. i found $50 on the sidewalk but didnt pick it up. just stared at the bill cuz it looked cool.
someone picked it up and i stared at the ground where it was for probably another minute or 2
So I've been spending my morning trying to figure out if there's a corealation between Wednesday margarita night and the boat that's now in my living room.
Also, for real, though? Did we even have sex or were we just jumping on the bed drunk and naked...because with me that's actually a possibility.
I just want you to know that i deffinately saw the baby clothes, and didn't freak out and still had sex with him. I'm going to hell.
My face is going numb. I think it's time I call it quits
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