So he says "lean over this" which is a chain across the doorway, held into the wall with bolts. I do. Then he puts his weight on top of me to try and get it in.
It breaks. We fall.
I now have a broken nose, a concussion, and an infected, split lip. Why do I have the worst luck in guys?
i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
Spotted: forty year old in red dress, cigarette in hand, squatting to pee by railroad tracks. Hello future.
will power is for people who don't want to get laid
yea i thought the egg drop soup tasted weirdly like cum, and then i suddenly remembered what happened last night.
i'm never eating chinese again.
There is a bottle of ciroc waiting graciously on my breakfast table. It's almost a sign for me to live up to my Russian blood.
Vodka drinking games. Where you wake up next to a douche lord and see your thong in the blinds.
So he's compensating for a really small penis. Either that or he's a drug lord.
I have a fever. Last thing I need to do tonight is be elbow deep in old lady pussy.
That's why you bone lesbian cage fighters and 45 year olds. To make life less boring.
I found out that rock climbing and alcohol does not go together. Ask my broken arm.
I was fed cake in bed and then was pinned down and ridden till I came. And then fed more cake. I'm going to marry Brad. I'll put money on it.
I feel like my vagina was punched by chuck Norris, a Brazilian chuck Norris.
I've never said "lesbians" so many times in a short response answer
FUCK the WHO, FUCK cancer, I'm gonna eat fucking bacon.
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