I would give my right arm to go back to college. Or maybe not. Would be kinda hard to pick up guys with one arm. Then again, knowin what I do now...I could take any freshman bithc with only one arm.
We had a complete conversation while I was giving him head, at one point he even stopped me and said 'I love how we're just hanging out.'
I took it to a new level. I'm procrastinating taking my adderall. Hate finals week.
I'm drinking bacardi out of her mom's eco-green starbucks mug and chasing it with her sister's "for track only" vitamin water. Hello suburbia
His sister just told me that she thinks i'm a stupid bitch and that by going thru with this I'm ruining his life.
sounds like a hell of a rehearsal dinner
She kept saying 'I love you' but i couldn't tell if she was talking to me or to her beer.
I'm sick of being broke. I had vicodin and frosting for lunch.
Why is there not a 'day after acid' genre. Or even a pandora station or something.
Careful, it's a slippery slope to discovering you're bisexual...trust me.
Will you judge me if i do shots in my basement closet first? No? Okay good
I'll be there in a few.
I'M COUNTING TO FEW.
I found pix on her phone of me passed out and her sticking things up my ass. Its over.
My VP dropped me off at the Strip Club in Houston. Just said "I was never here".
I think someone tried to make a huge bowl of ramen in my bathtub. There's noodles everywhere in my bathroom.
Blacked out and Irish exited last night. At dinner. On a Sunday.
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