i just google searched 'can you pop your ovary'
I'm pretty sure we've had sex a bunch more times than we've hugged. So hugs are weird when they happen.
We got blackout for the alumni dinner, and then walked THROUGH the keynote speaker, managing to still say "excuse me".
i'm having flashbacks of crying and telling you i was made out of egg salad.
Hovering on the line between her being fuckable and me being too drunk to fuck. Life's juggling act in progress here.
The used rubbers I threw behind her bed all semester must have landed on the baseboard heater. They went up in smoke when she turned on the heat last night.
This wedding is gonna be a disaster. I already had to turn down one of the groomsmen who offered me $100 to sleep with him next wknd.
Too low?
Yes.
I think it really helped to be hungover at accepted students day. it gave me a good feel for how it would be everyday if I go there.
I had to write an apology letter to my roomate for hotboxing in our bathroom. What a bitch.
I'm by the tree and the Dora the explorer balloon .. Look for the Dora the explorer balloon
Googling enemas while I get a pedicure ... My life in one senence
And the last thing I remember was you in the bed with the german guy screaming "wrong hole" I laughed n passed out
Nice. I got home at like 3am.stopped at Walmart for a vacuum and weirdly a trash can. Not sure why high me last night needed a new trashcan.
I’m so poor I’m filling a flask with vodka and bringing it to the bar.
I think/hope James is drunk. He's standing in the front lawn loudly declaring "I AM a popsicle!" Over and over....
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