I woke up covered in my own vomit with a pocket full of napkins. I guess I knew I would need them, but was not coherent enough to use them before passing out.
He made me cum so much, I almost let him spend the night. The operative word being "almost".
So im using the back of a keystone box as notecard for my presentation
Im forcing mysellf to pee so i can fit more margaritas in me...
im not an educated person. i just do things. and it works out in my favor
i think you walked me home, then i felt bad for putting you through the trouble so i walked you home...i'm not sure how i got home after that.
I ate cinnamon toast crunch. I'm officially out of the puke zone. Blackout drunk Friday. WHAT IS GOOD.
I dont think ive ever had a drunk day betray me so hard before
In hindsight combining orgy Thursday with mystery drink madness was begging for failure
I look like shit btw. Like the joker from Batman.
I'm not sure how that's possible unless you put on face paint. Which I would respect.
Drunk me started making nachos apparently but never got to the part with the cheese. There are chips everywhere
I've only fucked to 2 Fleetwood Mac songs, that must be why my life feels so empty.
He was more upset that I got into his phone than about getting caught cheating.
I'm at that stage of drunk where just imagining having sex makes me motion sick.
Just fucked my ex's brother. It is clear I dated the wrong one. Is it wrong for me to continue to fuck this one?
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