they say Disney World is the happiest place on Earth. It's a close second to the Super 8 on route 18. That place holds some great memories.
i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
in the morning i found her name, number and address on one of the empty pizza boxes. also said "ps. if you find my shoes please mail to me."
you know it takes a lot for me to use utensils conservatively
i just unblacked out cuddled in a pita pit booth with ten dollars rubberbanded to my hand.
There's sex hanging in the air like a pinata. European people are no joke.
I'm pretty stoned, and for a second I forgot that I'm not actually Barbie and I was getting excited about all the fun we were going to have on my jet.
I don't remember where I was but I remembered that I hated everyone there
We fucked on a kid's slide, my vagina is singing praises of being used
I woke up with $140 in twenties in my bra and have never been more puzzled.
It's ok, it's locked within patented Sealrite technology. That puke is staying fresh
I gotta stop fucking the bouncers. We are running out of bars to go to.
It was all good until his cat started licking my nipple along with him
If you dont get laid dressed as Woody Harrelson in Zombieland, I have lost all faith in the men of nw Indiana.
The bad thing is that I bled through my bandages last night and keep finding blood around the house. It's almost like a scavenger hunt for solber me. I get to find out where drunk me went.
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