I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
i'm so desperate for a drink right now i looked up the recipe to make pruno
Fucking Canada. At least when they wake up tomorrow they're still in Canada
Well he's not a stripper, so we're already doing better than my last date.
I just need to know if he's either really genuine about being in my life or being in my vagina.
When I sent you a text telling you to splash water on your face, you texted me back with 'Iwehre N qyull.'
Just found a ramen cup in the stall and all of the showers running with no one in them. WHERE ARE YOU?
The highlight of my night was definitely explaining the bandaid on my nipple.
You pulled me aside and handed me a plastic childrens' tea cup full of 151 and said "trust me its a great idea"
I've thrown up twice at work. Just casually, in the mop sink. Then continued to make someone a milkshake. Want some ice cream?
I don't give a damn about what he wants to do with his life. Personalities are for pussies.
Dunno why I keep hitting snooze. It's never gonna give me the kind of sleep I need to be sober.
Him naked in my bed with a bottle of vodka in one hand, a pipe in the other, and a rose in his mouth.
He understood my need for pizza was more important than my need for sex. He's the one.
all his sexual metaphors involve condiments, should I worry?
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