After going down on me he either said "there, it's over" or "there's an odor"... I couldn't hear him and was too embarrassed to ask him to repeat himself. I just got dressed, grabbed my bag, and left. So I don't think there's gunna be a second date. =(
nobody understood you. You kept speaking french and hiding shit in your boobs
I was pretty stoned. I thought I needed a seatbelt at the restaurant.
Just shaved my vagina. It's been so long I forgot what it looked like. You need to come over right now.
Bad news. I lost my teeth. Good news. I can still take a guy home sans teeth.
I'm drugging my best friend. I'm like a whole new level of bitch.
It Amazes me that I was able to drunk update my status in Spanish last night.
I woke up with glitter in my wounds.
I'm so glad I got to use the word gutterslut before 11:00a today.
Found a grenade pin. Still no Dave.
I don't think I can look at him the same way anymore after he walked in my room wearing a short skirt with a boner.
You were, but he disappeared after you said you wanted him to get you pregnant so you'd have a child by the time the Boy Meets World sequel starts
In case you were wondering how drunk I was last night, there was an unopened slim Jim in front of my door and I ate it.
I fully support your bad decision but I do not approve of your unironic use of the word yolo
Let’s try it, I’ve never had a bad time with sex, tacos and beer.
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