The walk of shame is slightly more complicated when you wake up in the wrong country...
We should make a goal to do one active thing a day, even if its like throwing a ball
And by ball i mean playing catch. Beer pong does not count as an activity
Some random slut told me I was a good dancer then gave me a handjob. I felt like fucking John Travolta.
It's like she can't drink without using a flambongo
Ya, found out why there were rat traps in my bed. Guess I pissed in Sams room so he went to the store and got them and put them on my bed and put tabasco in his humidifier and put it in my room
She kept sniffing my sweater and tried to guess what type of detergent I use.
Yo plow her in the living room were all outside tommy wants to see
I had sex with a Dutch boy on a rock last night. Happy graduation! x x
6 beers, 3 orange crushes, & half a fire ball later & you get my alter ego.
I don't think I can recall what a 23 year old cock felt like if one slapped me in the face.
I went by my nickname in rehab. It made it feel more like summer camp.
He said he actually "met" me for the first time through a picture his housemate had of me, drunk and passed out in a pool of my own vomit, on the floor of his basement.
You know I've done a lot of messed up stuff. But I never thought I would have to put a bandaid on my dick. Yet here we are.
Honestly after an incomprehensible political rant yoga seems like the best option at 2 am
Pride log, day two. Noticing more bruises and scrapes. Liver functions probably very lowered.
Randomize
