well hello there hangover. fancy meeting you here on this BRIGHT thursday morning.
woke up with withdrawal cold sweats this morning. spring break must really be over.
He googled the address of the bar, then sent me a text saying "6.3 miles. Too far. :( Apparently I am only worth a 5 mile radius.
I'm mad at him and disappointed with you. It's like I put a bunch of effort into a PowerPoint of "what not to do with Zach" to show you and the first bullet point was "do not love him" and you're just disregarding all my effort and friendship.
I have to make mistakes myself to learn from them
FUCK YOU I AM MAKING A POWERPOINT
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
Lets play hurricane shelter. And the shelter is my bed, and we forgot our clothes.
Yea I've gotten enough hickeys in my life to know what I'd look like with a neck tattoo. I think I'm getting a neck tattoo.
Doing a circuit workout and using a power hour playlist for my 1 minute timers. I am getting old. creative, but old.
I was dancing with a blow torch in one hand and a bowl of weed in the other
You're a waste of cheezeits
Two days later and my throat is still sore. That bong is a double edged sword.
It was like the icing on a beautiful fuck boy cake.
you put your keys in the fridge so you wouldn't forget your yoohoo
I was just dry heaving outside of the Chem building when a guided tour walked by. Welcome to the Maritimes kids...
I visited the library for the first time in my college career tonight and I got laid. I think I'm gonna come back...
Randomize
