I am in a vortex of obligation.
And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
so basically i'm the" little sister", he's the "big brother" and we just fucked
sorry he hasn't talked to me since the surprise salvia incident...
Huh. I think I went to highschool with the hooker my neighbor just brought home.
Also when i was high i would close my eyes and see a puppy on a grill having pancake batter poured on it.... And for whatever reason it was fucking hilarious.
he also bled all over my floor. unrelated to cats but true nonetheless.
I'm going as either a recovering alcoholic, or as a guy who came to the party straight from work. Too literal?
my last search of the night was "the physics of green eggs and ham" what the fuck
I've been here 20 minutes and a sweaty naked man has kissed me on the cheek.
I swear to god if I have to repeat this to you one more mother fucking time I will flip fucking shit and acidic rain will pour down upon your mother fucking soul
you were on a whole other level. you went home with him because he said "you got some light ass eyes"
Oh god it's open bar.
Just got a handjob in the hospital
A new low.
I woke up with a giant paw print on the side of my face, my jaw hurts, and I have no idea how any of this happened.
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