somehow on my way home with matt, I ended up straddling steve on the sidewalk and polling the people walking by on whether or not we should have sex.
four days late. damn you, makeup sex. you win again.
He's really hot. I think he's gonna be my reason to shave this winter.
Don't upload the drink o meter to your google calendar. Somehow binge drinking looks even worse with a time stamp.
It's 1 AM and there's a guy outside my house belting out Bennie and The Jets. He stops in between verses to puke. I'm joining him.
I found an HIV test/information brochure on the kitchen table and what i can only assume to be an "I'm sorry you might have AIDS" gift bag, complete with a candle and popcorn, and I haven't seen you in 36 hours. You good?
That point of drunk where you're in a bar bathroom and you're like "F*ck you bra! I'm not taking your sh*t anymore! and you take it off and throw it in a trashcan.
I woke up in a hospital at three in the morning only to realize my pee is now going to be orange. I've grown to realize I've made all the right decisions
Last night at McDonalds, you lied across the counter, pulled up your shirt and yelled "BODY SHOTS"...
Tequila Tuesdays need to not carry on throughout the week. Having a sad Saturday
He added his name to my To Do list. That's the way to my Type A heart.
conclusion from last night: i should wear boob glitter more often
Who looks around on a bright, sunny day and says, "you know what? Today I'm going to write gay dinosaur erotica"
Chasing down vodka with apple juice and crying. Alone.
It baffles me why I still wear white underwear...
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