To answer your question of whether I "went back," tits just informed me I was kicked out for falling off my barstool and passing out on the floor...
i may have used way too many innuedos last night. i scared him off. but really... how could i pass up "stimulus package" and "flacid economy." don't answer that.
Well, I was going to ask you what happened to all my lipstick. Until I saw the giant red penis on my living room wall.
I was relieved after I found the unopened condom in my pocket. Then I found the open one in the other pocket..
Judging by the hole in the wall by the door, the mis-matched shoes by the door, and the door hanging off one hinge... i'd say he's on the loose.
I held his ankles while he hung off the top bunk attempting to get my pillow that fell off.
hung over. covered in somebodies makeup. and ready to drink.
We learned a lot about one another. I showed him around the town I grew up in and he informed me that he has had a threesome and killed a cat
spending today hungover and untagging myself from all the pictures of me kissing girls so grandma doesnt have a heart attack. how was your new years?
Admittedly shitfaced... I have two questions. 1)why is the fan in my bathroom on? (Sub-text: is there a ghost?). 2) is your underwear really argyle?
I picked up the bartender so he could open the bar early and ended up with him giving me a ride home when he closed. I like snowdays and everything, but they get really expensive. Also, I think I threw up on his front door. Not checking.
I was going to try being motivated today. But then I took a hit while still in bed.
Apparently I promised everyone at the party I'd partake in various winter sports with them..
no i'm going to the dr today, he fucking banshee-shrieked in my ear as he was coming and now i can't hear out of it
I don’t have enough daddy issues for this shit, make him go away
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