Ana's brother is visiting for the wknd. He came back to our place last night drunk to find me passed out naked it in the shower with the water still running. I was still drunk. We decided it was a good idea to have sex and sleep on the bathroom floor. Woke up this morning spooning and using my towel as a pillow.
You have more facebook pictures than most towns have people.
it's like iHOP with fire
Don't be a smartass. I'm trying to fuck a guy who's sober. It's more difficult than you think.
Just realized I have to keep sleeping with him... those scars from drunk sex on the 4th of July are still on my back and lord knows I'm not about to explain that to another guy.
He's basically like a fancy dildo that buys me dinner.
I just helped a group of highschool stoners find a safe place to smoke I feel like a responsible rolemodel
I am so hung over a medically induced coma is beginning to sound appealing.
He only likes me when I'm naked and I don't like being around him clothed. It's the perfect relationship.
I wish I saved his nudes so I could anonymously submit them to his tumblr
He left for work so I drank pickle juice from his fridge
what better to celebrate not being pregnant than to eat a bowl full of rum soaked pineapples?
I ripped off the screen and literally supermaned through my bedroom window. That wasted
should we try and roll a cross joint since its good friday? you know, for jesus
I want to find him again. His Corona tank top and I were made for each other.
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