i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
They were so loud I wrote them a sex critique and taped it to his door.
Before attempting to fly away into the night you asked me to take care of your sister. I agreed.
He was pretty wasted I guess, but the crippled guy threw the first punch it was awesome
I judge a person on how well they respect their vaginas... I can tell by the lack of respect she has for hers I dislike her.
I want to meet new people and vomit on their things instead\n
Getting stoned and sitting front row in a legal class.. Not my best idea
My tweets this weekend consisted of me telling every bar I went to that they were my favorite valentine. I've never felt like more of an alcoholic
The only people who will bring me pizza or tacos want a commitment and I'm hungry for food not their love.
He stuck a cigarette in my butt last night. There is no coming back from that.
Just got home from work. I'm going to change into sweats for a while before I have to wear normal pants to the party like I promised.
Act your age.
I am. I'm acting like a drunk 20 year old.
There is a moment when you wake up with a butt plug in when you question your choices in life.
There is also a moment when you wake up in a kiddie pool of jello cubes where you question what the fuck you did last night. Are you still in the attic or did you go home.
She is still drunk from the night before, sitting here eating KFC mashed potatoes and drinking Arbor Mist before Anatomy lab.
Randomize
