I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
new rule: cockblock me if I have had over a fifth of jack. no matter what.
Maybe someone other than the mad hatter should have gone with him to the ER
I have minimal recognition and a lot of burns on my tongue and my vagina hurts.
He texted me for a bootycall at 2:00am so I rolled outta bed and shaved my legs but then he decided he wasn't coming over...he lost his bootycall privileges
it was surprisingly calming to be rocked to sleep by his roommate humping on the bottom bunk
Pretty sure I'm taking the break up well. Alcohol made me okay with it and drugs keep me agreeing with why I dumped him in the first place.
I understand where he's coming from but I don't want this alcohol to revolve around relationship
Wait
I like to think of you as more a magic eight ball of my life's journey?
if you fuck our toilet off the wall again, i'm going to be so mad.
Shaving your bikini line at 11 at night in the Walmart bathroom feels trashy no matter why you're doing it.
if I blackout nd am found tomorrow w butterfly hairclips on my nipples and my habd down my pants tell my family I am sorry
Thursday is not a good day to become a felon... It's bingo night
Im wearing black today mourning the orgasm i couldn't get this morning :(
I really prefer to do my walks of shame in the summer
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