i think 'regret' was last night's theme. i could taste it in my mouth and woke up next to it.
everything was going good until you started showing off the pictures of poop you took with your phone
who the fuck is that kid sitting with you...
I don't have any fucking idea. I woke up and he was there. I'm kinda creeped out.
Apparently she held up my head the entire 40 minutes, convincing the cab driver that I was okay
They asked if I was about to puke and my response was to laugh and suddenly throw up. Continuing my asshole streak I kept laughing while still vomiting.
Everyone is sleeping and i'm sittin here in my iron man mask, watchin chelsea lately and tryin to figure out how to smoke through it.
The underwear in the garbage is clean. Just wipe the pizza sauce off
When did angry sex become our thing?
i'll llet you know if at any point this night starts to make any sense
We had sex and then I offered him a cookie...while he was still inside of me. Basically he's in love
And it's settled. 10 months is the appropriate amount of time before having the dick pic discussion.
Being a fine ass woman in a world full of fuckboys is the realest struggle I've ever known.
You are an awesome peach made of glitter.
what is considered shitting yourself?
Like my underwear wasn't soiled, but there was definitely a departure from my asshole.
So I came to the conclusion that who ever pour my ever clear out saved my life
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