I can hear the grilled cheese talking to me. "Let me in there!" they wanna get inside me
i hate sounding clingy, but i just wanted to verify i wasn't an asshole in your mind
Was just grinding with my bio TA. She asked why i wasnt studying
Apparently I kept telling the bartender that I was going to set the Guinness World Record.
This whole foot fetish thing is getting out of control. He would rather hold my feet than me after we fuck.
I need to shower, but I have no shower curtain... I think I can get by with a whore bath and a hat for one more day.
ps I'm eating candy off our sex sheets. gotta say the only thing better than sweet tarts is sweet tarts with a hint of sex. perfect post vday situation
I remember it because it was right after the sadness and right before the sluttiness. The calm before the storm if you will
I just hit on a guy in a doughnut store... is that too suggestive?
Just once I'd like to go out and not have to tell you to put your pants back on.
Currently tripping balls and watching Pink Floyd the wall and I'm crying during it. If this isn't a self realization then I don't know what to tell you.
I just watched an old episode of Daria while eating brownies to cure day drunkness. Clearly I'm winning at adulting today.
I dunno that I'd be trusting enough of junkyard tequila to drink it.
'allo, good sire. how dost thy day goeth?
oh no. you're at that weird Renaissance Festival thing again, aren't you?
I am an inebriated elf. you may fucketh off.
I want to get drunk and watch somebody else's tragedy.
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