I told her at least we still had each other. That's when she started crying.
cutting back on calories before spring break by only taking shots instead of drinking actual drinks.
the diet of an alcoholic...
so jimmy johns showed up at our party last night. our house is sponsored now. living the dream.
I need you to come over. Im crying, day drinking and working out simultaneously.
story update. I'm locked out of my house. Walk of shame advisory extended...
I had my first sober conversation with his roommate. I remembered half way through that the first time we met I was getting fucked on his counter
Found a beard hair in my crotch.... care to explain?
It was a cry at the bar alone type of night, served with a side of passing out facedown in my nachos.
Apparently I got mad at you for "Not drinking with me till we thought we were seahorses" and smashed my face on your door. Then I put my feet in the oven and started crying because I was drinking alcohol from a pot. My life is spinning out of control.
You screamed "there will be blood" and punched some random guy in the face. So no, we can't go back to that bar.
I told him if he ever gets a "wink" text from me after 10:00pm to assume I really mean "we should be hooking up by 2:30am"
I went by my nickname in rehab. It made it feel more like summer camp.
Woke up pants less in the vacant apartment across the hall. It was unlocked because they were showing it to someone. When they walked in I woke up and said "this is a great place to live" and walked out
I got a pots and pans set and a vibrator. Merry Crisis.
While I was giving him head he told me he had to go door to door the next day and "spread the word of Jesus Christ" I felt like a Disney villain out to steal his virtue.
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