11:03 p.m. Whats a lie i you lovn me. Let's cuddle.
i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
I saw a girl walking around campus with bandages on both her knees. I need to get her number.
He told me he finished so fast because he's a sprinter. I hate athletes who are really just pussies.
The kids I taught this morning even knew i was drunk. One of them even said, and I quote, "You smell like my dad after he goes bowling."
She's the second Ashley to meet and blow me in the same night. Sensing a trend.
Just got hit on by a middle-aged puerto-rican clown who told me that it would be bad to date someone who offers to buy me coffee and makes something of themselves. I love the NY subway.
I think drinking everclear was a better idea than taking a night class.
Question. Was fucking Laura an entirely regrettable decision?
like...quickly.
Condoms and Ice Cream, that's all we need.
I worked all year for this tax return. I deserve to get my nipples pierced.
Fire trucks are here again. It wasn't me this time.
I danced shirtless on a platform with a fucking stripper who went to MIT
Btw, you owe me. One (1) orgasm.
My Dachshund waddled into the room carrying a rolled-up pad in her mouth with period blood. This day is clearly off to a good start.
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