He made a note in his iPhone tonight so that he would remember that I rejected him.
while we were having sex she stopped and said, "god is always watching". Then she started again with no other words said. We were fucked up.
I'm applying temporary tattoos with green beer, this is the life.
Bullshit. No way. If I brushed past your penis it was completely coincidental.
He ended up walking out of his bedroom and told me to look at the nonexistent fire he was holding in his hand. Im upset I didn't take those shrooms.
I could hear them screwing through my bedroom wall again this morning, so I started beat boxing to the tempo.
Are you sighing at your phone and judging me right now?
When he wears his hair down and sandals, he looks like Jesus. A Jesus I would fuck.
That's not what Jesus is for
All I know is I want him to tie me up at least twice a week and I have an overwhelming urge to cook for him. Could this be love? I'm so confused....
my brain is opting to stay half drunk rather than relearn how to think. the rest of me is in no position to argue.
I spent the day drinking wine and meditating. I'm zen as fuck.
It's always great when the guy I get pills from sends me an email that says "I know you will get clean it's going to be hard but I know you can do it"
How early is too early to start drinking when studying for the bar?
So anyway, I'm just floating along life with my vibrator and low expectations.
In case you were wondering I realized something last night, Rick James was correct. Cocaine is a hell of a drug.
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