Nyc is like a mosaic of my failed dates.
sitting in class between the roommates of the two girls i fucked over break. this feels like a bad version of wife swap
she was sobbing drunk in the backseat about her dead cat and how the guy in the front seat didn't want to hook up with her
We had break up sex twice. He said one was cause he had to say goodbye to both tits.
She thought someone was breaking in but when I said it was me she got even angrier and threw a coffee mug at my head.
just walk of shamed past a man riding a bike. RIDING A BIKE. what a wholesome life he must lead.
We eventually get in a cab (after david tried to hail multiple regular cars and some sort of shuttle bus)
We all have our weaknesses that drive us crazy. We happen to have one in common, 21 year olds. Your secrets safe. Touch his penis.
Everything sucks i just wanna cry and smoke a bowl and pet my cat and die. All at the same time
I get that he's ugly and I deserve better but I will still beat up the girls he hangs out with.
good news: smoking weed at school again, quality of life has improved drastically
HELP! I GOT DRUNK IN THE LIVING ROOM AND CANT GET UP UPSTAIRS
I can still be you friend and be there for you. And sometimes get drunk and fuck you.
First you stole a hockey stick out of the nieghbors yard and claimed you were moses leading his children home. Then you led us around the same block twice before I called the cab
Fucking hate kids. In particular I hate our kids.
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