And my awkwardness continues. I felt the need to send him a text that said roar. I did it.
The police are arresting two women who got in a fight for the last Twilight DVD at Best Buy. Classic.
My mom called me and we started arguing as usual. I finally screamed at her "I HEAR YOU AND THAT 30 YEAR OLD FUCKING!" and hung up. She hasn't called back yet. I win.
is it sad that i can describe this night as "the night that i was sober" and we all know which night it was. like literally one night of sobriety.
mallory made a planned parenthood decision maker flow chart again.
Last night was the twilight zone. We hungout with our 45 year old future selves and tried to fuck everything with a dick. Lets move forward from this.
He's single. I'm single. We should rekindle our eighth grade romance over a box of wine and carefree sex.
The to do list extremely baked self wrote for me last night says "1. Join gym 2. Passport? 3. Join a gym" And then just a drawing of a squid
Another reason why I like dubstep now, it makes me feel even higher than I already am.
Walked back to my room from the bus last night and all I see is 3 of my friends on the porch chugging whiskey and then throwing up in unison
I wish I saved his nudes so I could anonymously submit them to his tumblr
It was literally 8 o'clock in the morning. His horniness knows no bounds.
Today in French class my teacher was singing "what does the fox say" so i started answering in similar satanic ritual noises
I'm completely creeped out. He's dressed as me. And thinks it's funny.
Our sex sesh was interrupted by a bunch of hobos fighting outside his apartment.
Randomize
