I'm good, just tired from chardonnay and giving hand jobs.
He wouldnt get hard, then started talking about his ex wife. I literally rolled over and started to cry
Chicago was legit, ate some badass pizza and gave a cig to a crackhead..its all i thought it would be
i am doomed to only fuck guys with curved cocks
I dont know why the TSA people are looking at me wierd. I mean there is no way i am the only hungover college girl here with nine tally marks on her hand and last nights glitter on her face
Pre-crushing the pills for tomorrow morning. This way I can sleep in an extra 10 minutes.
Thank you for calling me on to a higher level of debauchery. fuck anyone who says we aren't good for each other
Malt liquor mondays...better in theory.
Its summer. Time to get to the freshmen before the weight does.
As I'm trying to leave her house she shushes me and puts my hand on her boob, then goes back to sleep. In like 30seconds. What the fuck.
You also once spent an entire hour explaining the origin of the strip steak to me.
Spent 38 bucks on dollar wells last night. I'm pretty sure my liver is staging a mutiny right now.
First she snuck beer into the movies and then proceded to give me a handjob in the dark theatre. I think I'm in love
he had to stop me from eating snow off the street on the way back to pick up our cars. that's how hungover i am.
I can’t tell if I have feelings for him or if my vagina does.
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