I just spent the night with a bunch of indian guys and i wasn't attracted to a single one. Yeah i've officially become an anti-indian indian.
no morals, dignity, or self respect ... just an empty condom wrapper and a facebook request
i wish i could, but i promised myself i wouldn't sleep with anyone who couldn't grow a beard for a while. it's not you, it's crosby.
dinner with the girl I motorboated last semester wasn't as awkward as I thought it would be
so I woke up without pants, but my cardigan was still on and fully buttoned. curious.
you kept going on about how you couldnt haven been the one throwing up because you were peeing in circles.
Changed it back. Somehow I didn't think my profile pic should be me shirtless on ecstasy, ya know?
I've only left my bed to pee and eat nutella out of the jar with my fingers
Oh we're fine. I made her a "sorry I peed on you" omelet.
Home. Hour long discussion with mom. Very frightened. Eating a sausage. Don't remember making it. Confused.
Think of where it's been though. That Dr. Suess book, "Oh the Places You'll go" was written for his penis.
Where the hell is he. I called him crying for weed and sex you would think that would signal some urgency.
I'm experimenting with sincerity
This is the perfect outfit to do ketamine in, I must say
...I just melted into my bed. I am one with the bed. I am 600 thread count.
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