Proposition. Sex. No words, no talking about it later. I just want you tonight.
We got so high yesterday we tried watching soccer
I dinstinctly remember making out to "I believe I can fly" and waving my arms like a bird to the beat.
As soon as he told me I had a 'pretty laugh' I knew I'd be putting out more than I had originally planned.
To this day, he introduces me as "the girl I met climbing trees at 3 A.M."
oh yea it is. i was not expecting to look at a snowbank and just see flying mushrooms
Oh my god what did I do. My hands are scraped, there are pickles on the floor, my clothes are wet, and I don't remember how I get here. Thank you.
I guess I made wings because there's chicken everywhere. Even on the walls. 3 of them. It's like a chicken grave yard.
So take that alcohol. I still win. I ALWAYS WIN. Plus i didn't have to wear clothes. DOUBLE WIN.
If she has AMC, I may have to fuck her today. I want to catch up on the walking dead.
Of course I fucked him. He's a professional beat boxer, his entire job is to do complicated shit with his tongue.
I stopped hooking up with him and ran to the bathroom to throw up. He saw me throwing up and it made him throw up
Bought a gym bag tonight. Used it to bring my Taco Bell in the house.
Then again I went over his house after not hanging out since kindergarten and tried to fuck him so maybe I'm partially to blame here
It's a shame, really, because he's got the cock of a horse... And the personality of dry toast.
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