He called me an ungrateful bitch because I lauged when he asked me "how do you me and a bed sound?"
Like I should be grateful for the 5 minutes I sit on top of him and stare at the wall.
last night you decided it was time to "get organized" and "straighten out your life." You pulled out a bag of troll dolls, sorted through them and got nostalgic. You demanded both andy and i take one and keep it forever.
laying in bed listening to christian music, jealous of the hope they have for their life. also need to beat off, can i think about you?
I don't know how I got that girl last night. I feel like seal right now sans the scars
My psychiatrist is "consulting" others. I am high-achieving nuts.
I woke up next to her this morning and couldn't remember her name. Luckily, she had written it on my hand so that I could add her on facebook.
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.
In their defense you were hugging a watermelon for a good portion of the trip
College is the ONLY place where you can pass off morning sickness as being hungover. I'm currently pouring beer in a spray bottle so I can spray it on myself and smell drunk.
Everybodys gonna want to make out w me dressed as big bird
Big bird is like some childhood daddy fantasy come true for carnival
We're like a dynamic duo.
Bisexual and Proud, Lesbian and Loud.
This is the guy I made out with and it made me think of my dad. Let's never talk about it again.
Not bad. Ran into Carlo. He shared a story about a sailor who got gonorrhea in his eye. It made me feel better about myself.
This night could easily degenerate into a drunken haze of strippers and gambling, but I need a support network.
I’m going to have to rewatch all of them. Drugs, man.
Randomize
