Where??
Against the wall. In corner. Only gave him head though don't worry
I realize now. I should have just made out with everyone and anyone when I had the chance.
Five Mah tais Laser and i skill have not drunk dial you
i really thought "pants-shitting drunk" was an unreachable level until last night
I kept whispering "I love it when you call me big papa" until she got annoyed and left
boy from dating site added me on facebook. i don't know if i'm ready for him to see what a drunk i am.
Not much, just your average college male Sunday cleaning period blood out of the carpet.
Tell me you're kidding.
Besides scarred, I'm not much of anything right now.
Middle of vacation, he walked into an audition for a Broadway musical in a drunken stupor. I think he got the part.
Doing tequila shots with my ex to celebrate that we broke up... not awkward at all.
Woke up, moved an empty handle of fireball to spit blood, then put the morning cigarette out in it.
Best ethics paper a stoner could write. I called my professor Dr. Superfly Arandia. And I'm pretty sure I used "respect the hustle" somewhere in there too.
also I can check "jump into a moving car" off my bucket list if that tells you how tonight is going
so idk what that means but now because of me he has a police file as breaking into my apartment and sleeping in my hallway under the carpet
Right before he dumped me... he got a really ugly pair of pants. They were twill pants. A pinkish color. When I'm sad... I picture him in them. It makes me smile.
Coffee and girl scout cookies. Breakfast of champions.
Get fucked.
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