come help me. im curled up in the fetal position on the upper floor of the lib. please bring more caffeine or alcohol
its ok. its hell week the lib is a no judgment zone right now
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
My new hobby is moving his stuff to random places in the house. Good luck making a smoothing at 6:30 in the morning, the blender top's in the dog food container
Yeah play it cool maybe put in a kissy face though let him know you're giving an invitation for his dick
you showed up at my door at 3am, handed me a bag of cold chicken nuggets and said "lead me to the non-irish Siobhans," do YOU think you were tripping?
When I die I just want my headstone to my name, date of birth-death, and TEQUILA!!
I am going to go back to drinking and listneing to Hanson now. Maybe crying. Or perhaps Full House reruns
You called me into the kitchen so you could show me that you were peeing in the kitchen sink and then told me to leave bc you couldn't do it with me watching
I woke up with gum stuck to my nipple piercings this morning.. So there's that.
No way in hell. Unless I was drunk Tindering again....my swiping finger gets drunk too I guess
2 weeks into this dating someone with money thing and I already don't know if I can go back to the being poor life
So high that I just walked into class, late, sat down in my desk, and tried to buckle my seatbelt.
Watch out for the bush at the end of your steps. it comes out of nowhere
I am in no place to make rational decisions, but right now i want you inside me
Spent like 2 minutes so far learning and 35 minutes in a group chat talking about big asses. Yet another Wed zoom meeting.
Randomize
