To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
He had an itunes playlist named "def not Glee season 1" which contained all of Glee season 1
legit been throwing up since 7am. told my parents the two bowls of puke in my dorm were soup
I looked her in the eye and told her I was 'balls deep' in love with her...She said that wasn't saying much. Time to drink away the sadness...
The fairy wings and cowboy hats were not the issue. The bag of cocaine that I held in the air as we drove in the parade might have been.
I still havent gotten an apartment yet, so I crash random college parties...get so drunk and then sleep on their couch
I fake pass out to avoid hookups sometimes. Last night I fake slept on my bathroom floor for like 2 hours before the guy left.
and I believe it was when I was running to class to take a test still drunk in my Halloween costume that I realized I have reached that point in the semester where I just don't give a flying fuck anymore.
bad night - i tried for naughty librarian but could only manage to pull off pissed off barrista.
He was saying things like "cum for me like a good girl" and "put my entire python I like to call a dick in your mouth" .. Okay I might have changed that one a bit
Don't I can pass these orgasm blushes off as sunburn for much longer...
I know he's not here, but I can still see him. I found some of my old stash and its good shit so its expected to see sunlight at night and scary llama men. Midgets or otherwise.
When you leave ur sleepover boy on ur front porch waiting for a cab bc work
I just masterbated to the Lets Get Ready To Rumble theme
He gave me a box of cheez-its after sex, does that make me a hooker?
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