we got back to my place and he started talking about feelings. i politely told him to leave and that he managed to cock block himself.
before i die, we are going to oregon and playing oregon trails for real. like putting things in a hat & people will pull out whether they live or die. and they die of fun things like typhoid, dysentary, or hunting accident.
I don't care if the man pisses on teenage girls, he's enchanting.
When are you comin back?
probably mid next week, depending on when i finish my remaining half gallons
Talk me down man. Writing a paper drunk and about to buy Celine Dion's greatest hits.
No, i will not have sex with him again. It felt like he was trying to bulldoze his way through me. My vagina is on strike.
Ugh why does it have to be margarita Monday. Why can't it be pants off dance off beer pong but with jager Monday.
Never thought I'd say this but the maple syrup flavored vodka probably wasn't our best idea
So... Really random... You know we only exist cause Dad misspelled 'perseverance', right?
Last night dinner was cinnamon buns and whiskey. At least tonight I had a fajita with my cookies and tequila. I may be a little stressed about these end of semester tests.
all i've had to eat today is leftover bday cake and a shot of tequila.
welcome to college.
So for St Paddys day I colored my junk green and got a little hat for him....wanna see it before I sober up....
We cuddled after till the morning. Then he woke up sober... and straight.
Are you saying I'm your favorite hot mess?
I'm actually my favorite my hot mess, but you're a close second.
My parents are now taking hits off a joint. Thank you.
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