what part of "i slept with our hot teacher" are you not excited about?!
the part where you beat me to him
fair enough.
i realized boys travel in groups of 3's and girls travel in 4's..thats why it gets so tricky
like hot dogs and buns.
basically at this point ill snort whatever you put in front of me and just hope
i kinda regret how quickly i gave it up to him, but i just wanted the regular fucking to begin soon. ah we made good memories.
There was no way out of it, seeing as I left my photo ID right next to the vomit.
At the time, making out with dudes for keg money seemed like a genius idea. Now I realize it was borderline prostitution.
Apparently he's taking the slut he cheated on me with on a cruise for her birthday. THAT COULD HAVE BEEN ME. TITANTIC STYLE.
I'd like to say yes, but I nearly lost my shit when I assumed there was no back to my house. I am not strong enough for hallucinations.
You take a step back sometimes and are like "when was the last time I was sober?" or "wow I need to stop putting everything in my vagina"
Is this an intervention?
You might call them booze related cuts, I call it "partying so hard you sweat blood"
You know it was a good night when you're lying on the couch in your pjs at 4pm having a pitcher of ice water for breakfast.
They don't even know who I am but they just woke me up with maracas and invited my boobs to a kegger
I want to show up to tomorrow's study group looking like I got hit by a train. A train made of dicks.
I wonder if the sex shop has any Black Friday deals.
I'm just really glad SD weather is so erratic so I can get away with wearing a scarf in May to cover up these hickeys.
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