hey did I tally my arm again of # of shots?
nope, you were tallying rejections at the party
no sex. but he left me weed, so almost as good.
I'm tempted to see how fat I can get before he leaves me. It's obvious we're playing a game of chicken here.
i'm surprised you didn't wake up. like i literally came when he was fingering me as i was spooning with you and all you did was mumble "that's a good idea, mom" and pull the sheets away from me.
i woke up with my wallet keys and phone missing and a treasure map to find them stapled to my shirt.
haha i know
Well if all fails we can always become surrogate mothers. I hear that pays well.
I have a busted ear drum from when he honked his horn when we started to have sex on his car in the parking lot...
come help me. im curled up in the fetal position on the upper floor of the lib. please bring more caffeine or alcohol
its ok. its hell week the lib is a no judgment zone right now
Last I saw, they went for a smoke and only one came back. He passed out outside. I'm glad he's only 120lbs. I left him on the rug still. My mom is gonna be pissed.
I need to be more functional. That doesn't mean I'm going to drink less, I just need to wake up and shit
Definitely broke my toe and messed up my knee walking back. Drink hitch hiking should never happen again.
Well, I can mark "throwing up in a daycare bathroom due to a hangover" off my bucket list.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I woke up with a treasure map drawn on my ass. Whattt.
That's the 3rd negative pregnancy test this month. I'm on a roll.
Randomize
