Marg and I just meaowed the nat anthem. I was tenor.
'm tripping baaaaaaaaaaaaaaas
He's still on the phone with him. This is unnatural. Dudes don't call other dudes just to talk.
i love rice pilaf. whoever invented that i would give them a hug.
We went to the police station completely hammered looking for you. Don't tell me I'm not a good friend.
he was actually really polite. he asked before he came on my chest because he "wasn't sure my stance on it".
you freaked out because you thought your face lotion was cum in a bottle
did you fuck him yet?
hahaha who do you think your talking to.. a nun?
I'm really starting to miss his dick. Like so much I'm actually tempted to try and work things out with him again.
it was like, one of those nights where you keep going back to the fridge because you just can't get full. except, with sex.
Realistically anyone can come I don't care it's Boston what do I own boston? No. I just don't want people who are gonna give me "why are you doing that" kinda look when I take birthday shots out of my birthday babe shot glass necklace.
I'm sooo hungover. I fell asleep on top of a car in a parking lot last night. New one to add to the list.
I spilled beer everywhere which led to an oil fire and me melting a spatula again. And then I was late to class so I explained what happened to the teacher.
If my eyeballs could make a sound to describe how they feel they would just say uhhhhhhhhggggggghhhhhh.
He called my boobs fluffy. Part sexy part pilsbury dough boy. Part sexy pilsbury dough boy. I'm so confused. And flattered?
How long until you're healed?
Physically? A week or so. Emotionally? The scars of dislocating my knee at a frat and flashing my panties to the whole crowd wi never heal.
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