i'm trying to reconcile what i did last night with who i am as a person.
he's werid. hell kiss me after i go down on him but he wont kiss me after i eat anything with mustard.
she asked me if i can do her a favor, came over, and gave me head then left. i still dont understand how that was a favor for her.
Just saw my bank statement. It literally goes liquor store pizza place liquor store pizza place bar bar bar liquor store pizza place 711 for snacks withdrawl for drugs rinse and repeat
Using the salt from a pretzel bag for tequila shots. Come over.
In the middle of having sex, she said "if we continue, we're dating." I then pulled out and sat in the corner, naked. I deserve a Medal of Honor.
Did i mention i'm like the equivilent of a prepubescent boy suffering from preejaculacy? I just about creamed my pants when he grabbed my hand..
I wasn't trying to be rude when I hurriedly walked past you, but I can not put in to words exactly how bad I had to shit.
Def just threw up beer then brushed my teeth with some randos toothpaste now back to drinkin beer
Waking up in a NH rest stop and reading through my texts is definitely a familiar low
painting my nails while super high-drunk. Ended up painting my entire hands. Both.
MILK DIDN'T HELP. IT'S NOT HELPING
Seeking encouragement from my tinder matches to ace this test. I've sunk to a newest low.
He flew in from NY last night. We had sex in the back of my car in the airport parking lot and then he fed me fresh Babka (from Breads Bakery) as I drove him home. I can't decide if I love him or Babka more.
When the theology professor asked me what touched me most about this trip to Rome, I guess "the guy from last night" wasn't the proper response.
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