My mouth tastes like defeat. Did he at least have money?
it's been like two and a half months. And I swear, I keep seeing walking dicks. I think I'm going crazy cause of lack of sex..
I think I'm going to make a pina klonopin before class.
NEW RULE: NO INNAPROPRIATE CHOICES THAT INVOLVE GUNS. I LIKE IT. WRITE THAT DOWN.
Drag queen told me that I have the cheek bones to do drag. That's supposed to boost my moral.
So he ended up throwing a watermelon that he stole from the cafeteria saying "if i cant have it no one can" of the 5th floor.
hes out at the street wearing a tophat and a monocole and carrying a cane and greeting every car that drives by
he just went across the street and into someones house and we could hear him inviting them over from the front porch
Dude she gave you head while I was in the closet, we've passed the "awkward" phase.
We can't BOTH have terrible sex lives. Get fucked or throw him out.
Just letting everyone know that I am still alive after last night. On a related note, this is the 15th "I'm not dead!" mass text I've sent. You've got to celebrate the little things.
gonna guess the empty vodka bottle and open can of tuna in the bathroom drawer are related?
I think my brain has decided it's boycotting life until it can do whatever it wants.
Just leave a note saying "riding dick see you in the mornig"
I thought you died. Don't forget it's burger night.
So, I almost went hone with a French guy and a drag queen. Together. Then I became sober enough to realize, that's not my style.
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