still drunk. talking shit to the doc drawing my blood. this has no upside
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
I'm so covered in bruises. God dammit drunk me. We are a lady.
u girls! girls! girls! have fun please don't hook up w/ a roadie! Love, mom
he stopped during sex, told me i smelled like McDonald's and went harder..
I just masturbated to a Jock Jams cd. What have you done today?
I just told him that with every paper, I'd take a picture of myself with one less piece of clothing. Who say's I can't be a tutor?
We invited our waitress tonight to come too.... we told her she had lightning in her veins and in return she taught us a Texas Roadhouse dance so the logical next step was invite her to a kegger.
I shit myself. Legit. And I burnt my tongue. Unrelated incidents, but related in the sense of general discomfort.
we got stoned then he started showing me how to make his penis look like a hamburger...if that's not true love idk what love is
I just found a grey hair. On my nipple. Fuck you too, Mother Nature.
I never realized how weird our shower smells until I cracked a shower beer and had a familiar aroma to compare it to.
I'm currently using a band-aid to cover my bar stamp from last night while I ask my professor for an extension. That's a sign of getting more responsible, right?
Fun fact: You might be drunk if your vision is so blurry that you almost ask "do you know where my glasses are?" while you're wearing them.
What do you mean relationship? He paid for my tires and I gave him a blow job.
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