so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
Either way I should probably pregame on the plane
Realized I'm still to drunk to comprehend work emails. Marked them all as unread. Here's to responsible hang overs.
yeah come on over we're just pre gaming for the grocery store
He cooked me dinner. I showed my appreciation by showing up shithoused and breaking a bottle of steak sauce on his floor.
Rolling one last joint on my Psych textbook before trading it in. I might actually cry.
judging by the mobile uploads you added of me last night, we cant keep living this way.
She set an alarm on my phone for her birthday. Place: Her bed.
I'm deep cleaning my room right now. Not sure if it actually needs it or if I'm just trying to symbolically cleanse myself of the last 24 hours.
I offered to buy ihop waffles for all the homeless people outside the metro. It was time to go to bed.
There was an unopened condom by my car when I went to pick it up this morning. Someone may have fucked on the hood of my car last night. Don't think it was me but I can't rule it out 100%.
Is this what it's like to be an adult? You plan out play dates for your vagina?
He said he didn't want to go down on me so I told him we were going to have an oral stalemate.
Can you please stop fucking every bartender in the city? Just once I want to have a Jack and Coke without fielding questions about your availability.
He howled at the moon then told me that if i were a dog he'd have sex with me...either i look like that girl or i need to stop going on blind dates. Period.
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