I just found out how hard it is to put together a fake Christmas tree with a hangover.
Its kinda awkward hearing him say the food taste like ass considering what he did last night.
Well if he truly loves me he will just have to accept my flaws. And that includes a tequila dependency and borderline lesbianism.
My horoscope told me I'm getting laid tonight. Please don't make the stars be liars
Now I'm at the gym and I never want to leave. It's a combo of adderall and endorphins and I don't want it to go away
I don't remember anything that happened last night past 10.. I made him buy me a Buckeye's Donut tshirt. I have no idea why he'd want to fuck me after that.
He said that I looked like a "ghost had crawled up into my vagina and died"..so yeah, I'd say the hangover was noticeable.
He was pretty handsy. Told me I tasted like smoke. Good think he tasted that and not the stomach acid I just puked not ten minutes before.
I'm kinda surprised he wouldn't be honored to take me back as a fuck buddy.
I know. It was just so disappointing. I almost made it. And now the "when's the last time you peed your pants" clock has restarted. Lol
Just sent my mother the text "we need to get our vaginas looked at this thursday". Hows your day going?
I need to wake up with a beard between my thighs more often, I'm a fucking saint.
I just asked him what would happen if my boobs fought crime. I think I'm cut off.
I swear to God...this day is one great big who's who in the land of fucked uppedness.
Ha! Just garden hosed my vag and thought of you.
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