Sorry I totally forgot to text you back. When you texted me I was at work at the pharmacy and it was stupid busy. And then of course I had my 8 hour "shoot me b/c half of Loyola comes in to buy plan B" shift.
They left shortly after you claimed the dirty rug as your mattress and began alternating between singing "Dayman" and "Nightman"
What. The. Fuck. No, you will not spank me.
That wasn't intended for you, my bad.
So...i'm having a drinking contest, my right hand vs my left, i have a feeling the 24 pack is gonna win
waking up outside has become so normal, the paper boy knows to set the paper next to me
just had wine and brownie batter for dinner. Single life is good
I just feel like a little gay dolphin in a massive sea
We should live in a duplex and just hook up with randoms for the rest of forever and be animal hoarders.
Received a verbal warning at work for "riding in a trash receptacle, violating professionalism & infection control."
She is still a psychotic unstable bitch, and is therefore PERFECT drinking game fodder
New rule for Thursdays: no high gymnastics
I shouldn't be that hard, but i cant exactly put "a guy to tie me up and fuck me and then brush my hair" in my dating profile
Part of my treatment is getting high and having sex with 22 year olds. I have a prescription!
Is "I want you to destroy my insides" too forward?
had to remind myself that killing him is not a good career move AGAIN.
Randomize
