He ripped my extensions out during sex, not noticing until this morning when he saw them on the floor. I told him they werent mine and he went and threw them in his sister's room.
So am I a slut for not remembering his name after sex last night or not recognizing him in the cafe today after he told me who he was?
Of course, I believed he would find me irrestible...sloppy drunk, chugging from a bottle of chardonnay, and completely naked because those kids stole my clothes as I was swimming on their private beach
In the library. Still drunk. Shoes missnig. Term paper due in fiften minutes. Iff I puke u think theyll throw me out?
I just sniffled when I woke up and got a bump of coke. I have never felt so good hung over.
Vodka shot parachutes
Fucking utilizing a thrid story dorm room
I think they were making kool-aid in my bed. There is lots of sugar and my hands and face are stained blue.
I hate when you actually try to sing and people think you're joking so you just go with it, but on the inside you're crying.
Her alarm in the morning was Best Day Ever from Spongebob. I'm have lots of conflicting feelings right now...
Paige is home safe.
Actually, she's here now, punching me in the face. You should've kept her keys.
Also, for real, though? Did we even have sex or were we just jumping on the bed drunk and naked...because with me that's actually a possibility.
The batteries in my vibrator died before I could finish. Which is a lot like my sex life lately......
Come eat Chinese buffet and watch us trip on acid. It'll be fun.
I dont remember you getting a condom thrown at you. I think I had a concusion
my nurturing instincts told me to take his clothes off
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