i've lived in the woods for so long, as long as its post-op, i don't care.
I mean i might have to drop this class tomorrow. I just walked into a midterm
so the time management class we had to take for work seems to be working. I just beat off instead of waiting for gf to get home bc it fit my schedule better.
You were wasted and fell in a pond when you met him, it's not like you were on top of your game
YOU GOT KICKED OUT OF FIVE GUYS LAST NIGHT FOR THROWING PEANUTS AT THE PEOPLE WHO WORK THERE?!
correction: escorted out
I'm Still in a robe trying to piece together 3-7am I'll be there in a few
So I've gone into the break room to heat up a styrofoam cup 8 times over the course of 4 hours.. that desperate to see him. Now I have a broken heart AND cancer.
Eh, not fuck buddies. I prefer sexercise partner.
His fuck buddy just got fake tits and wants him to 'come break them in.' I need his life.
The thumbs up barstamp on my hand is mocking my hangover with its positivity.
I'll never be able to have sex on these sheets. I'd have to cover up the eyes of every single Elmo.
I had to put a towel over my laptop because the little power light was too bright. New hangover low.
We were so hungover we fell asleep in Goodyear waiting for them to fix her car. At 4 in the afternoon on a Sunday. The workers apparently didnt want to vacuum because they didn't want to wake us.
So the day after the 4th I'm sitting here drinking Molson and watching NHL free agent frenzy. From patriotic American to drunken Canadian in 24 hours flat. Booyah.
By the way I got my period today. No NHL babies for me.