i have to go see a new gyno today. he's a male. i just took 3 shots of tequila. its almost like freshman year... drink alcohol, meet a strange man, let him play with my vagina.
So i told my advisor i had to drop the class bc the prof said "supposably" and "irregardless" within the 1st 10 minutes of the 1st class; she agreed with me that dropping it was the best choice
Stalkers don't have time for showers...it's a full time job
he sent me a winky sad face. i cannot deal this level of pathetically needy flirtatiousness.
I only have two playlists on my iPod. One for when im getting drunk, one for when I'm getting high. Is this something to be worried about?
Internet sex stories have completely ruined the word sopping for me.
I forgot to tell you thank you for putting me out when I was on fire. im sure I'll laught about this someday...
He was just lying on the living room floor watching Star Wars with six empty pack of cigarettes and two empty cases of beer.
In his defence I guess I did take the bed, couch and dining room set in the breakup.
I'm taking a dab in mourning of how long its been since I smoked with you guys.
Rome wasn't built in a day - my bedroom skills weren't obtained in some boring monogamous relationship. Same thing. Right?
I buy a new bowl every time I get a new guy. It's retail therapy.
I will teach you the ways of the ho life, my little gay grasshopper.
I feel like ditching all logic and responsibility and get shit-faced before the week's over. Thoughts?
I need to get some goddam control over my hormones
you made the house rule that every time you'd say "yay" everyone had to drink.
that explains so much
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