So theres a slight possibility i may not graduate according to planned because i was out getting laid instead of studying. And im okay with that.
its 10 pm and i am cleaning vomit off the ceiling. i am nowhere near drunk enough for this to be funny.
i bought a pregnancy test with dimes. Is that trashy?
Is it bad that we're talking like nothing happened?
Ah. Blossoming love after wild blackout drunk sex.
He came up to me muttering about the pills on the bathroom floor... I found him an hour and a half later trying to take naked photos of himself with an alarm clock...
I was pretending that it wasn't happening. Until we had to roll down the windows as she was vomiting apologies into a Target bag.
Well besides you comparing him to your dead cat, I'd say it was fine.
I vaguely remember having a 'grass is greener' conversation about our nipples. Dream or beautiful reality?
Beautiful, beautiful reality
I asked him if he wanted a pillow, and he replied "No. Batman never had pillows."
the amount I squirted last night was insane. Im glad i ignored tlc's advice, i went chasing waterfalls and loved every god damn minute of it.
You stopped making out with some rando guy to tell him you weren't sure about your sexuality then proceeded to follow me down the street to make out with me
Mmm. Champagne. Weed. 17 pounds of animal crackers.
With great boredom comes great irresponsibility.
Please tell me you're not on their roof again..
Let's drink tonight I promise I'll make it out of the house
And then he served me a piece of a brownie on his dick. It tasted amazing. Such a good night!
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