i met him on craigslist. and no i'm not a hooker.
everytime she opens her mouth i wish that i was deaf
I think I am the only girl in the world who would be proud of these scars from rug burn.
remember.. you're not a homewrecker.. you're just creating options for him..
i just remember explaining why my socks were better than everyone elses.
The sex was so good I went temporarily numb. Slightly embarrassing when she pointed out I was kissing my own arm.
Well for starters the people who just made my burger at the grab and go just told me to "hang in there"
So update from last night: I made friends with a coke dealer, I tore the card scanner off the wall of my dorm, and I passed out on our bathroom counter with my head in the sink.
PLEASE. I won't throw up on the floor this time. Or fuck in the bathroom. Or dance on the pool table. So PLEASE.
It was one of those nights where you get back from the bar and end up staying up till 3AM beating off to facebook photos of girls from college
dude my grandma just called my dealer. How does this shit happen to me
See? I told you no boy in roller skates could be entirely straight.
Is there a polite/non-lush way to ask how alcohol ranks on their list of priorities? Because like idk how to break the ice furreal.
6 showers laters and I still feel like I have his vomit in my vagina. At least I could help him figure out he's gay.
Tell me you're alive little brother. And please tell me you didn't get arrested. You made no fucking sense last night in your random texts and pictures you were sending me.
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