Stephanie. Problem. I think if I had met Murphy before Ben I would have fucked him instead.
Don't worry about your Murphy feelings. I may have fucked him no matter what.
even if everyone didnt know them screaming eskimo brothers and high fiveing over my head kinda gave it away
when did my "fat clothes" just become my clothes...diet starts tomorrow
Someone apparently named 'eleaw' just text me asking if I had fun last night.
You were outside the bathroom the gay guy was puking in, screaming "IT GETS BETTER!" over and over again. Good message, poor execution.
he texted me at 3am asking for "one of my famous blowjobs"
I said I usually like going out for coffee before torturing someone's genitals. He said he understood.
Oh my god what did I do. My hands are scraped, there are pickles on the floor, my clothes are wet, and I don't remember how I get here. Thank you.
I'm so hungover it hurts to blink.. oh sweet merciful Christ what have I done
I didn't know what happened last night until the bruises in the shape of hands showed up on my boobs. Then it all made sense.
As soon as we had sex he stopped opening doors for me. That wasn't an exchange. Im still a god damn princess
I woke up with jello shots in pant pockets so I must've had fun
Thanks for letting me cross "getting high at park with children" off my bucket list
What happened last night? All I know is that I walked into class this morning and everyone was chanting my name.
It's done, I'm done, goodbye veneer of class and dignity it was nice knowing you
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