i think 'regret' was last night's theme. i could taste it in my mouth and woke up next to it.
Just saw the pics you left in my phone. thanks for reminding me that last night was not a dream.
She got all mad because she said it was "unprofessional" to tell my manager to go fist herself.
I just past a guy who was biking and double fisting wit glass beer bottles. That is what i call talent
so im sitting outside the gym eating a 20 piece nugget stoned out of my mind, convincing myself this is more productive because im so close to the treadmills.
I just woke up in his house on his bathroom floor with an IV in my arm.
We were thinking he might be gay. Like how the fuck do you not even make out with a girl that made you a grilled cheese
I'm in Starbucks carrying the boxes wine and the hubcap. So many judging looks.
No talking tonight. Just drinking and puking up memories
It was disgusting, and I would've rather licked the condensation off the windows instead, but I figured that's wasn't very ladylike
that's all we do, eat and hve sex, eat and have sex. he thinks it's bad and that we need to talk more or whatever but I'm just not seeing the problem...
It's like my uterus was saying, "hey, you're not pregnant, but imagine if you were!"
I have 3 bottles of vodka in my room telling me not to go to work tomorrow.
Just got a handjob in my psych lecture. You were right, going to class is paying off.
I don't know what she did to me last night, but the scratches on my back indicate that I had sex with a Bengal tiger last night.
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