last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
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My body isn't even mad at me...just disappointed
he knocked over the vodka and juice...picks up the cup and says "yes", takes the last sip...doesnt even worry about the mess all over the floor and we continue having sex.
Thank you for the breast cancer awareness themed circle of death. Had it been any other time I would not have played topless.
I just saw someone EAT a flashcard out of frustration. Finals suck.
I feel like fucking him is something we all do but don't want to admit to. like masturbating or peeing in the shower
I thought I was invisible, then some guy flashed his high beams at me and I realized my lights weren't on...not invisible.
I will be going to walgreens soon.. nothing says trainwreck like pickin up a scrip for xanax at 2am drunk..
Naw man, if he's crazy enough to jerk off on a public bus he's too crazy for me to fuck with
I guess there's no delicate way to say "I'm 90% sure I sucked his dick in the bathroom of the bar."
I just spent the better half of my Friday night alone, naked eating McDonalds. Not my worst start of a new year
Nobody cheats on THIS.
I've decided I will have no shame for the things I don't remember doing.
My conscious state is steadily increasing towards drunkenness.
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