one two three fourrrrnication!
he's going on about how he's going to treat me right and wants to let himself be in love with me and spend a lot of time together. kids these days. like its not about sex anymore. i'm confused.
...there is blood under my fingernails.
...I hope my roomates are okay.
Just told the nurse I wouldn't get on the scale. Told her to write FAT.
I've thrown up so many times in the third floor bathroom of Baldwin that they should probably just go ahead and name it after me.
I think he just gave me the 'I used to fuck your sister' discount
eating kraft dinner with my face. no forks.
GET THE DICK OUT OF YOUR MOUTH AND CHECK FACEBOOK.
Um, so I couldn't say it in person, but if you find my underwear in your office. Sorry. I couldn't find them, so yea.
He said my labia gave my vagina a "cute personality"
Look on the bright side. Now you know the number for poison control.
At some point last night Lemondrops turned into me doing shots of vodka and eating sugar packets at the bar.
I don't remember anything that happened last night past 10.. I made him buy me a Buckeye's Donut tshirt. I have no idea why he'd want to fuck me after that.
I'm just going to text him the word sex repeatedly until he comes over.
Did it work?
Duh, it only took 27 texts and 15 minutes and he was at my front door.
We couldn't find her anywhere. Finally, I saw her sitting in my bathroom floor spraying hair mouse into her mouth and whispering "I fucking love whipped cream." WHAT DID YOU GIVE HER AND CAN I HAVE SOME?
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