I'm at the cafe. It's 7am. There is a girl I don't know on my futon who tried to tickle me this morning when I got down from my loft. I also not wearing any underwear.
Alone. In an inflatable pool. Drinking vodka and raspberry lemonade. I don't need approval as much as I need to know you love me still.
Check Facebook. Random dude tagged us in photos from last night dancing at Denny's while eating a sampler platter. 1. How does he have our names, and 2. You said we ate at Tbell.
Fuckkkk i made out with a freshman.....but he's old for his age. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOURE NOT AROUND.
He sent me a picture of his dick with a cowboy hat on it.
When we do our power hour over Skype I'm just going to sit on the toilet so that way I won't have to get up in the middle of it and miss any shots
And by defning the relationship I mean telling him I'm gonna fuck other people but its cool If he does the same.
Some clips from last night: grinded like I haven't since college. Took shots with a bartender with a bad ass mustache. Made up a string of lies with fake names and occupations. Slept behind the couch with pizza in my hand
when i got home she was standing in my front yard not wearing a shirt and halfway crying/ halfway laughing
Not yoga, whiskey. Totally mis-typed whiskey.
Hold your horses dude. Titty pics are a work of art.
I'm about to be a GTA V widow, he could at least throw me a bone. Literally.
he came to me for relationship advice and we ended up fucking in my backseat
The nice lady at the neighborhood liquor store informs me that we have a new woman-run neighborhood sex shop. Jesus loves me and wants me to have a happy Valentine's day.
He said we were going to get fucked up in the woods so here we are
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