you dont need to remember merediths name haha. only jane
My parents came down to check and make sure I wasn't into any mischief then proceeded to give me alcohol.
the liability waiver did not state that i couldn't bring my bottle of wine in the bouncy castle. it did Not.
home. puking in laundry basket.
When i look at that picture of him, i'm a little proud to be like yeah, his dick was in my mouth saturday no big deal.
someday when you wake up in a dumpster we'll have to have this conversation again...
After walking in on us in the living room, he still insisted that he slept in my bed with me afterwards.
side note. good thing you didn't come to drunk breakfast. we were judged by children.
I've thrown up twice at work. Just casually, in the mop sink. Then continued to make someone a milkshake. Want some ice cream?
tried to chug a glass full of ice cubes. went better then expected.
I snapchatted his face mid sex. Needless to say, I don't think I'll ever see him again.
there is a smiley face on my leg painted in blood
I'm pretty sure that's yours.
I'm just hitting the tip of the iceberg on accents for this trip...so basically my panties are done for.
He started me on Celexa. I think I feel like Bjork. Is that normal?
Like... my feet feel like little octopuses, and they want to swim to the next room.
He calculated like a serious conversion in his head the other day and got a crazy number and I was like damn that’s hot please proceed to take your clothes off.
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