guy from last night has fluorescent crocs in his closet. judging by the rest of his clothes he doesn't wear them in an ironic way
watching E! true Hollywood story: curse of the lottery.. i'd probably spend all my money on blow and airplanes too..
He was legit dry humping me to the sportscenter theme song, awkward i think SO.
I have no idea what happened after 2 AM. I woke up on my bike, in my bed, with a deep thigh bruise.
I've decided, even as much fun as it sounds, I don't care for his sodomy box.
he just asked if we wanted to go to an arts and crats club with him tomorrow. every day it becomes harder for me to defend his sexuality
Out of beer. Salsa pong. Never again.
It's "your husband had his mouth on my vagina" awkward.
It feels like one of my ribs evaporated.
Just got a Snapchat of his dick with the caption 'We miss you.'
That's true love, there.
Him naked in my bed with a bottle of vodka in one hand, a pipe in the other, and a rose in his mouth.
Spending the night with him made me realize that stupid people both irritate and fascinate me, so I'd say it equaled itself out.
Nothing can teach you regret more efficiently than a wine hangover.
U NO SLUT. YOUR HEART IS JUST FREE.
I have 4 more smokes and 6 more beers to go before I make a life changing decision like that.
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