We have to go find her fucking car. She came home from a 80 dollar cab ride, no shoes, and all she remembers is its at a burger king on a street with an H in it
Woke up in an unfamiliar basement in a sleeping bag with Matt to a police officer shining his flashlight in my eyes and asking me my birth date and social security number. My morning went swimmingly.
I know it is almost summer when the students in my night class start showing up drunk.
lets grab drinks (in a friendly, not super awkward because ive eaten your ass kind of way) sometime soon
wow.
I had fun this weekend too. According to Web MD, my symptoms say I had a miscarriage.
I feel like I have streams of color and coldness wrapping around my body.
Don't let me forget to bring the toilet inside tonight.
She kept telling me to calm down. I was on the floor with my eyes shut, not moving. In levels of calm I was one step above coma patient
You know.... I ordered the nipple clamps when I was drunk. But on further consideration, THANKS DRUNK ME I LIKE WHATS HAPPENING
He called me piss drunk at 7:30pm while cooking bacon and said he was going to bed. I don't think he's taking it well.
At least he finally released me from his spooning oven of death...
There is a severe lack of banging on that itinerary... I'd like a revision on my desk within the hour
Well I'm in a stranger's bed.
Gotta leave to watch the Lions
Those thigh tattoos deserve the handsomest of grins between them. Dont settle.
We decorated the tree, drank wine, and he went down on me with Christmas music on in the background. Christmas IS coming.
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