it's like i warped into dreamland and the only thing that makes sense is my solo cup
Wine smoothie.... Not as good as I thought it would be
and apparently i was drunk enough to follow up with "I'd let me touch your boobs" ... not my best line.
i swear to god even though i took those meds before coming here i did not hallucinate zulema silently throwing up into a breakfast burrito
im drinking tequila tonight so will you babysit my bra?
Steve called. He needs me to pick him up. He also asked for a set of his clothes, he can't find them. He is such a strong motivation to stay sober.
FALSE ALARM! I didn't piss myself, I fell asleep in the shower and then drunkingly crawled into my bed
And then, I saw the prophecy come to fruition. It was the Dick of Destiny.
One day this summer I just wanna get blown under the hot sun all day.
Deal. Roof-top 69 on Saturday, July 20th. I've got it in my calendar.
Either that or he's gagged in a strangers trunk right now.
Well I suppose either way he's learning a pretty tough lesson right now.
I still feel like a bad person. A shoulder to cry on became a dick to suck.
so today, i decided to say "fuck it" to mental stability, take a klonopin and wear a blanket toga. New Girl is on Netflix, nothing could go wrong.
If it makes you feel any better, I'm eating a block of cheese...
We're eating jello shots in the library. I love the day after Valentine's
March Madness means a buffet of emotionally vulnerable dick at the bars almost every night. So yeah my vagina and I are big fans.
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