Remember how we wr so drunk last nite we cldnt find whr i shot my load? ...found some of it.
I forget the details, but I'm told that I drunkenly stalked him around floor yelling obscure Jewish laws at him
I'll call you tomorrow. I'm ok and back i love you goodnight.
I stole a bike. Here's a pic
And theres a reasonable expectation that if you're fighting over a pair of yoga pants on the ground at VS someones gonna videotape it
being a senior sucks, I just started embracing my inner slutty college girl, and it's almost time to put her away...for like, ever. and i really like her.
Oh my god I forgot there were Band-Aids on my nipples
We were tripping too hard to figure out to tell him where we were so we sent a picture of me laying outside the tent saying "find us"
At 27 it's no longer called 'slutty', it's called having a healthy sex life...
I feel like I'm laying on a pillow cloud. With little baby angel fingers between me and the cloud lifting me up. Singing hymns in my ear.
Today I left one job interview, showed up randomly at his house for a midday bootycall then left right after to attend my second job interview. I got both jobs
You are like the only girl I know who tells their booty call to go find another girl just cause you want more sleep.
Think of all the island guys I could have. Ah well.
You can not bait me into a "how Stella got her groove back" call and response.
I'm sure I'll run in to him again, there's only so many VA detoxes.
i just woke with half a bagel saran wrapped to my phone and a cookie in an envelope beside my head...
He fucked me for my Netflix login, I fucked him for his HBO login, and actually I think that's beautiful
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