I remember sucking his bleeding finger and then it's all black until he had his hand down my pants.
and she was grinding on the wall, purring at guys she liked at the pregame...
i just called. the lady was really nice. something tells me my schools clinic gets a lot of calls about chlamydia
Its name is Richard. And I think he formally introduced us.
The fish's death was accidental. We all said a few words at his funeral. Roomie wanted to play only the good die young as he swirled down the toilet bowl
I'm fucked up. I can't drink anymore. We stole a cat.
We just set the fire alarm off with a fog machine. What's my first instinct? Finish my drink. I think I handled that correctly.
Found my wallet. It was under my dresser with a note that said "good job you found me". Drunk me is an ass.
remember when I told you about my grandma asking me about my sex scars? Less comfortable than that
I been sleeping but occasionally wake up feeling like tiny elves are in my throat ripping my esophagus to shreds with their bare hands.
Somehow, you made that sound extremely magical and not at all painful.
He puked over my shoulder into the toilet. The guy in the next stall sounded totally appalled.
look in the field by the highway and see if there is a high heel there. Or some Taco Bell bags.
eating on the run again ?
Note to self: don't practice nerdy white girl dance choreography in the company bathrooms no matter how nice the huge mirrors and lighting are.
Need to spend sober time with him while fully clothed. I can't decide if he's a seriously amazing man or a complete fucking dickbag.
This is me not judging you for what a fine line you draw between the two.
I couldn't find a lighter, so I smoked a bowl with a birthday candle.
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