another moral hangover. fuck.
i can't help myself.. i am just so in love with the kitchen manager.
...he was wearing JNCO shorts.. i'm pretty sure i saw the dragon.
There is something about drinking on a golf course and getting with younger women that just really makes me feel at home.
this morning i realized i came home with more condoms then i left. burn.
When the tupperware hit the highway it was like a vomit bomb
I feel like I have streams of color and coldness wrapping around my body.
Looking for the remote in the couch. Finding Adderall beads. Considering utilizing.
I'm practically paying him in tacos to have sex with me.
She just rubbed her face up and down my six pack cooing. Equal measure of weird and hot.
My one night stand just messaged me and said he is praying for me...
If I don't quit picking up guys when I'm drunk, I'm going to need a vagina transplant.
that was the most beautifully crafted sentence ive ever read that involved the phrase "genitals or whatever"
If I don't answer right away it's because I took an Adderall and the fridge needs cleaned.
I just got a handjob in the back of an Uber while a large German dude and a Midwestern fuck-boi sang along in falsetto to the Bohemian Rhapsody.
I just landed at Logan and some guy threw up in the baggage carousel. Boston never really changes
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