so I'm never txting u again after today...
y?
cuz i don't wanna see it on blogspot :)
ha...too late
party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
Fair warning.. porn on your laptop when you turn it on.. seemed like a wonderful idea last night.. until it died
planned parenthood is perfect for picking up chicks...they all put out
What is the appropriate way to inform him that I am TOTALLY down for break up sex?
We got the idea to smoke under his bed because, and I quote, "it'd be just like going camping"
Tonight just feels like one of those I'm going to lose a shoe nights.
So much beer in the passenger seat the seatbelt light is blinking
well i mean she can't stop a weed based friendship...its like a trying to stop a bomb or a really fast train...
This is Jewish guilt versus Irish Catholic guilt. We should tread carefully, or we could fuck up the space-time continuum or something.
I'm okay with that.
Aaaand the winner of the worst decision of Sunday night goes to me as I pull up to his house in my lingerie.
I was the only one in group sessions to bring up sex as a stress reliever. Some of those people were awfully judgy despite the fact we were all in a psych ward.
I think I may have fully transcended this spectrum of life. I can see beams of light man. Down to the photons
What
The only downside is I can't stop skipping
I've never been so excited to be bleeding from my vagina.
It's like every time I'm baked I discover my fingers all over again.
Randomize
