he made me scream out "#24" while we fucked...no more football players
He was just laying on the stairs and then screamed, "Is that a clubhouse?" I haven't seen him since
hold on, were in the kitchen painting a yellow brick road to my vagina on my leg with black light paint.
So I managed to get the bitch who has been copying off me all semester in History to copy the names of Pokemon towns off my test.
I think its pretty common. 1 out of every 4 people probably have a stripper's phone # in their phone.
I just haven't been myself lately. I slept with a guy 21 years older than me and I've been wearing my hair in a center part.
Hey, I'm making progress. I haven't thrown up in a bar while wearing a sweater vest in almost two months.
He was on my bed looking at me like a sacrifice to the gods of gay sex and he's definitely a bottom. Like Jesus Christ a really, really great ass of a bottom.
I mean honestly, I love naps like Anthony Weiner loves sending dick pics
In hindsight, drunkenly yelling "I'M TICKLISH" might not have been an entirely wise decision
He was telling me how he was trying to grow up. And then 2 minutes later, he told me he was tripping on lsd for the first time.
I'm eating animal crackers on my bed next to my vibrator writing about the hopelessness and depravity of humanity. I am LIVING.
How was that girls surprise party last night?
Got absolutely destroyed tried to put somebody's leather jacket on and make out with their mother. You know.. the norm
A drunk frat boy just jumped on the hood of my car while I was driving down Bridge St. He yelled at me to keep going since he was playing frogger and needed another car to jump on... or a log. I hate this town.
"They won't do it. I'm in the middle of darkness. " and "Probably going to die. I've been walking for 50 minutes in one direction" are the last texts I got from Steve
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