we're blogging at a bar
He googled "how long will i be drunk" and just started crying
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
I cant tell which is worse. That its only my third time doing laundry this year or that its the first time ive done it sober.
for a while, i completely forgot that you wrote "fuck me" on my stomach before we went out. when he took my shirt off that night, he just looked down and said, "may i?". i think i'm in love
Doors open. I'm laying in bed watching caddy shack and drinking a vodka tonic.
And I'm out of vodka so bring vodka or 2013 will blow ass
I told him to come over when I realized that I did have time for a quick booty call before church.
Your normalization of crazy is frightening.
Tight. Want to get up, make coffee, sit on separate couches and silently read our mobile devices together?
That isn't the worst part. It got a bazillion times more awkward when he read me a poem he wrote about his dead cat.
Finally finished unpacking shit from school n found a bra with no idea whose it is... I miss college so much it hurts sometimes
I'm ne vrr drinkjng againnnnnnnn dforeal.
Bro, that'd be the third dick I've taken down in the office.
If we were unicorns we would fly together. Like in a pack. A pack of flying unicorns
My roommate just angrily told the cat he should have knocked, but that's not lockdown madness. They're always like that.
Randomize
