when I scratched it gently some sort of watery looking stuff came out...so then I just stopped thinknig about it.
What's wrong?
Long week. Sore muscles. Bad back. Hangover. Mini-keg. Crazy ex-wife. Unavailable love-interest. Dead celebrity families. Republicans.
Pussy.
For a day that started with shitting my pants, things turned out fairly well.
The guy in the library beside me just whipped out an entire loaf of bread, a knife and a container of peanut butter and is proceeding to make multiple sandwiches.
He gave me a book last time I slept there. Im beginning to feel like a really weird hooker. Like instead of money he gives me random shit he has lying around. like hamburger buns
couldnt find a condom. used a surgical glove instead. actually worked and the sex was great. thanks nursing school
I just peed on my pajamas. Its gonna be a long night. Don't forget the cookies.
he's got a countert top full of yard sale blenders so id say maragita wednesdays is a go.
Birthday Treasure Hunt was to follow the clues. At each spot there was a stick on tattoo and a shot and at the end there was 2 cases of beer. I have 13 tattoos and don't remember turning 18.
At some point tonight the bad ideas in my head became bad decisions that happened outside my head
Ugh. I guess I'm crying loudly or something. My mom just came in and gave me milk, chocolate, a Xanax, and her weed "for the break up blues". Her ways of affection are so odd.
Please don't make me ever have to hear the words "the Queen's gynecologist" ever again.
How about we just fuck in random places all around campus, and skip the boring relationship part?
Ew. He is mine. We all know that if he has a mid-life crisis and decides to sleep with a student, I AM THAT STUDENT. She's not friends with him on FB. Reassuring.
Walking actually physically hurts. We should do it again some time.
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