I didnt attack him, I heard I threw a chair at him- big difference. And you know Im not a creep so whatever
he told me my hair look so beautiful and as he was stroking it his fingers got caught in my BUMPIT. How are you supposed to explain that one?
The more I throw up, the more I am remembering exactly what I drank last night...in order.
Only you could manage to look like a complete slut while wearing a turtle neck.
I've come to realize time passes slowest when I'm sitting in class, waiting for microwavable foods, working out, & giving head.
Just flooded the bathroom while masturbating in the shower. Managed to squeege most of it up. Desperately need to get laid.
I think I need to stop sleeping with him. Sex with him is just a reminder of the mediocrity of the rest of my life.
Let's have sex soon. Just us!! Its sad that I have to specify.
cracked out the beer snorkel again. that thing has a five for five record of getting me naked.
We sat on the porch laughing about hilarious the sunrise was. And that we can do drugs again in the morning, thank god
I can't figure out if I'm dying from all of the booze still in my system, or from the cement wall.
The only thing I remember from last night is being naked in his bed if that's not summer drinking at it's finest then I don't wanna live anymore
I feel like vibrating beds are just synonymous with venereal diseases.
I've never seen anyone as high as you were.. you collapsed onto the kitchen floor hugging a tub of ice cream. You named it phil.
Come on in and take your pants off
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