shes still here... layin in my bed watching a beyonce concert on tv drinking leftover franzia straight outta the bag and crying
Just got a picture message from my sister of the two of us wearing cowboy hats and pressing our bare asses together. Do you remember enough to explain?
Well it's been 24 hours and I still feel like a mammoth sat on my balls
Sidenote: do you recall your "give me the d" chant
Do you know how hard it is to was the scent of sex from your hair in a gas station bathroom?!
I can already tell, the amount of fun I'm having right now is not nearly going to compensate for the amount of "let us never speak of this again" I'm gonna have tomorrow
He's in grad school at Harvard. I suppose that means my vagina is now smarter than I am.
i've now hooked up with two guys who have tattoos of their sister's names...so that's a reality i have to live with...
I've never had sex that lasts this long though. It's ridiculous. I feel like I need a Gatorade and a sweatband and a sub.
That isn't the worst part. It got a bazillion times more awkward when he read me a poem he wrote about his dead cat.
I just took a plan B pill with my preworkout. That's the level I'm on today.
But I thought it was so funny last night
You also thought you were a gypsy mermaid last night
You know you're high when you find yourself sitting on the floor with the refrigerator door open, talking to various foods. Hand gestures and all.
is it still the walk of shame if his dad gave me a 'thanks for sleeping with my son' head nod on my way out this morning?
His hair is as curly as mine. It was like watching me go down on myself.
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