i was high and broke so i stole a roast chicken and a 40 inch sheet cake from wegmans and ate in a bathroom stall.
if I'm ever single again, I swear to god I'm going to have 87 venerial diseases
There is still throw up in my sink from before break. God I missed this place
He called me from prison intake to wish me luck on my job interview. Somehow that's the most romantic thing that's ever happened to me.
Basically I learned last night that if you're too polite people will think it's okay to play with your nipples when really its not even a little okay
His lack of social graces and moral fiber complements mine nicely.
He wanted to watch the vow, cuddle, and not have sex. An upgrade is in order.
Did this whole conversation happen while you were shitting?
he called me his ex's name during sex then proceeded to cry while still in me
I just wrote a self loathing message to self, wrapped my credit card in it, put it in an envelope, sealed it with another hate messame, and put it in my lock box. So. That's where I'm at.
He has a wall filled with panties from past hook ups. So no, I didn't fuck him.
he invited me over. we listened to jazz, smoked weed, then cerebrally fucked each other over a three hour game of chess
My horoscope should say: you're an alcoholic, get help today, Pisces
I've been on the cocaine and semen diet for the last 24 hours, lunch sounds great.
My body isnt used to all this fresh air, sun and booze....ok well maybe just the fresh air and sun...its used to the booze.
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