so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
the trail of clothing leading from the bed to the door was in the exact order i needed to put them on. underwear near the bed shoes by the door.
Two bottles of champagne and half a pizza later, I'm crying myself to tears watching The Nanny. Happy finals week.
Wait so they unscrewed the bathroom door to find you naked?
I just ate a bag of doritos while taking a shower. I can now officially do anything
It's getting increasingly easier to use his emotional instability to my advantage. That's about all he has going for him right now.
I deem it safe for us to drink together again.
They dropped the charges?
Yeppers. Come drink beers.
My meds have diminished my sex drive, this must be what regular women feel like
I don't remember much of half-time. I do remember climbing onto the roof of the fraternity and telling people I was going to stargaze in French.
Just living on dreams and a bed of used condoms
Its not chugging if its just one gulp
Rule #61 of being a lady: never get fingered by a finger with a knuckle tattoo
And then she sprinted three blocks through live traffic towards McDonalds screaming "THE GOLDEN ARCHES ARE CALLING ME"
Easy Mac and you are the sexiest things in my life
As of right now, my vibrator and a bag of snickers share the same drawer
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