We even fucked WHILE he was making me breakfast in bed.
my bed looks and feels like i need to buy plan b.
some girl in front of me in class just googled "hungover+throwing up blood"
why is there a handicap sign in the bathtub and an exit sign in the kitchen?
lets deal with that after we figure out where i am
waking up outside has become so normal, the paper boy knows to set the paper next to me
He pretended my clit ring was a door knocker.
I see you've set aside this special time to humiliate yourself in public.
Some guy walked in while I was taking a piss and asked me if I knew of a back way out of the bar. He looked pretty freaked out.
Almost to work. And still feel hungover. Like my body is trying to regenerate after dying. Full on zombie shit. But like, one of those zombies from warm bodies that comes back to life slowly.
The fact that it neither of us came up with the reason of "it's morally and ethically wrong" speaks volumes about this relationship
fuck Derek. I choose weed. weed isn't angry and would never ask me to be someone I'm not.
The problem with having a roommate is that you are forced to answer the age old question "Are you okay?"
I just looked down and realized I was walking around in briefs and a ninja turtle shirt; and for a second, I thought I was 8 again... Weird...
I just want to eat Taco Bell and throw it up on his doorstep.
How was it?
i think i smell bacon but im to sore to walk downstairs. that kinda night
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