I fell off the front porch last night. Actually.. I dove. I dove off the front porch.
he suggested we appoligize to eachother. then do blow and painkillers & have ourselves a make-up party.
I just saw a fat chick walking across campus talking to herself and licking her lips. Diet season is scary.
It's a big world.....someone has to fuck it.
I miss waking up, opening the closet downstairs, and finding you inside passed out.
I've taken to hiding pictures of us around his room so that he'll forever feel guilty for dumping me on Valentine's Day... And to potentially cock block any hook ups.
On a side note I think I burnt my eyebrow when we "teter-totered" into the fire
Yea it's a sex scar. But if anyone asks I tripped up carpeted stairs
Hm, finding a time when my drinking and your real life don't conflict could be difficult
Woke up fully clothed in bed sleeping on my purse.....we're back!!!
I resisted the urge to announce that it looks like a big crystal butt plug
I'm actually kinda upset that we didn't consider velcro-ing detachable capes to our clothes before this moment.
Watching Supernatural does more for me sexually than the physical encounters with 90% of the men in my life.
Now it's a thing. He's kind of a creeper and now he's lotioning me. This is going to turn into a Buffalo Bull situation.
Just saw you run by my class yelling "fuck you!". Good luck and stay human!
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