my bedside table was not meant to hold this many beer bottles.
I just found her phone in the quesadilla maker...
I saw the video from Saturday. So, how much did I drink for me to think I was a duck and strip my clothes?
Damn it, I know in the morning I'm going to regret eating out of the trash...
the party was called freshmen disorientation. i was just following the theme
how does 'resolution to respect myself more' follow 'he fucks me really hard'?
Thanks be to the Goddess of Whores!! I straightened my bed before Ken got here. Found Calvin's boxers in the sheets!!!!
I know he'd never cheat on me. It'd be like choosing Mexican tap water over Patron.
As an added realisation of today. If we used the last time I got laid as a conceiving date I would have a two week old baby. It's been too long...
We fucked through the entire Destiny's Child album, it was a beautiful thing.
I just gave a bum a ride back to his bench. Columbus is weird but I like it.
your ability to divide cases of beer among any given group of people equally was missed.
Then he started caressing my eye brow. Like repetedly. For at least 15 minutes. It was strangely mesmerizing
I guess I was blacked out I hopped a fence and hugged a cow that night.
Sigh. I'll find the right guy one day.
Prince charming is right around the corner and will be freaky as shit!
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