i'm drinking out of my 'black like my president' mug
he's super hid and wouldn't leave us alone so i snatched his phone and started texting lovelink (thanks for a well-timed commercial) that will cost him money. muhahaha
So Ive decided I have serious issues. Im walking around the school with a bag labeled booze money collecting from people while slightly hungover at 8:20 in the morning, and nobody is questioning me.
i'm ready for this baby to gtfo so i can get coked out.
Packing up everything in the dorm. Silly bands to unused condom ratio is ridiculous.
The really sad thing is that I actually practiced crawling in my room yesterday in preparation for today
We fucked in my basement while hiding from the cops.. And now his Facebook picture is him and others holding up there MIP's in front of my house.. I feel obligated to add him as a friend.
there's no way I could forget finding someone else's hand in my pants
We were kinda loud so his roommate woke up and to make up for it he invited him to a threesome. I can't drink whiskey anymore.
It's just unfortunate that I still have the image of him having sex with me fresh in my mind
And then before we had sex he was quoting space jam to me
these past three weeks have been a real "fuck you" to my liver
I shouldn't be allowed to be in america for NYE... or any major holiday for that matter
drunkkkkk be here I heart you
You left me a note that said "The Earth is blowing up. Bring the Rosé." WTF.
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