So..he puked on my dress and I had to walk back to the dorms in his little sisters Scooby Doo pajamas.
I don't know you.
we sang "a whole new world" together. either he's my gay best friend or the love of my life.
My walk of shame was far more interesting today. He's moving and was cleaning out his apartment, so not only was I carrying my clothes, I also walked away with 4 bottles of cheap wine and a jar of ragu.
I feel like it'll be a success as long as she doesn't end up dead in a ditch. There has to be a line somewhere.
Seriously. We gorilla glued our hands together. Eating pizza last night was impossible.
It has been so long since I got any action that I have decided to change my vagina's name from "the chamber of judgement" to "the cave of forgotten dreams".
Quick question. How did my clothes end up in your room on your bed and I end up outside your room naked on your couch?
Sex with him is like pizza, it can be shitty but its stillll pizza.....
Because the guy guy doing the drawing either wanted to bone, or wanted us to stop entering the contest. Either way, we got concert tickets so I'm cool with both scenarios.
I figure even if it starts out as just sex I can bang him into loving me
I seriously want to say to him "Do you know how many blow jobs you could have gotten this summer?"
I know I swore I wouldn't go home with him, but he whispered that he had taquitos and you know how much drunk me loves taquitos.
Scary. I hope people take me seriously. Maybe I should black out less to be sure
I texted him "my vagina is pounding for you"
I know, you made me proof read it.
can we do this tomorrow? ...i accidently got high.
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