with her its the mind over matter factor, i dont mind and she dont matter
So I just did the walk of shame at dunkin... A lady told me me I was really dressed up and I told her I was going to a luncheon.
I just blew my nose and little bits of weed came out.
We took up a collection and paid her $50 to eat a piece of meat. Vegetarian morals trumped once again by cash.
We are probably going to have to use your boobs as currency to get this done
Okay wait let me power puke and then we can go dancing
In between when I last wrote and now have screwed a Swiss guy on a hostel bathroom floor. Okay, real life?
Did not foresee holding down food at work today to be a struggle today
Honestly I think at this point I purposefully schedule nothing on Sundays anymore so I can spend all day wallowing in my shame.
I came back to consciousness and found myself sitting in a beanbag chair petting a 2 month old husky with one hand and eating an oreo Klondike bar with the other. This almost makes me forgive blackout lisa for making out with that chubbs at the xmas party
blew off easter dinner with the fam to go play shot roulette. woke up in nothing but my boxers in the back of a random pickup truck.
Between fucking and sleeping I woke up missing four out of five of the earrings I was wearing. It's like a star rating system. I had to give him props.
They're the one who can profit the most when given the opportunity for blackmail.
At least that's how I've always seen it whenever I've been the Designated Driver.
That simultaneously explains everything and makes me very very terrified of you.
because he's a firefighter, wouldn't sleeping with him be like saying thank you to the community?
Just made my first drink, took 2 sips feel like god
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