it hasn't hit me that college is over yet. so far at home, i haven't brushed my teeth, taken off my makeup, or changed clothes before bed.
i just wish he would text me so i could ignore his text and show him how little i care anymore
Awkward interaction of the day: Staring at some guy trying out if he is or is not the guy that woke me up yesterday by getting arrested in front of my apartment.
craigslist free llama. are you in or are you in?
coming out of a blackout being surrounded by Disney police was not as awesome as it sounds.
I was preparing to do my walk of shame shirtless, but then I found my sweater, wallet and keys neatly piled under a tree in the park.
It wasn't really sex. It was just rolling around, trying to make sure his dick didn't end up in my ass.
I think I'm still drunk and I think you were in my dream (sadly, it was not a sexual bill murray one).
i would really love it if at least once per weekend i did not wake up to you half naked passed out on the floor
The struggle bus crashed, rolled down a mountain, and went on fire, and I was on it ugh.
He uses Bing as his search engine...but he's great in bed. So obviously I'm torn.
He told me I smelled like peanut butter, pepperoni, and pure unbrieldled passion.
Found a pic on my phone from last night. You're drunk. Arm wrestling some guy. In the bar bathroom. At a baby changing station. It's my new wallpaper.
I just found three upside down bottles of grapejuice in a triangle around the air freshener above my toilet... I guess it was one of those nights
I have a dinner date combo blowjob event with Tristan tonight.
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