Old men and throwing up are my life now.
He is like that thing on the menu you would eat because nothing else looks remotely edible.
i think i got so emotional from a mix of getting my period and slapping the bag like five times
dear roomies, would anyone wanna donate the booze they left in the fridge over break to the "your roomies snowed in and all alone" fund?
I woke up to him climbing naked through my bedroom window with a bottle of jd in his hand. Of course I had sex with him.
He had to carry me to the car. But then sat with me and waited for me to sober up enough to have sex. He's a keeper.
At this point the smell of shame has become my natural musk
Maybe I'm just didn't notice and imagined a different penis as a Freudian coping mechanism?
my mom just said "if you had sex with someone you don't really like I'm going to be so mad at you" HOW DOES EVERYBODY KNOW
Learn from me. Do not smoke cigs and fold laundry in your room. The cigarette will fall into the dresser without you noticing and your shirts will be on fire. Wanna go shopping tomorrow? I need some new shirts.
Going back to the ever classy sneak out to the fridge and swig liquor from the bottle method. That it is legal for me to drink here makes the fact that I have to do this all the more depressing.
I feel like we need to find him and explain that if the two of them would just fuck he'd understand.
She gave me a job then fed me cheesecake in bed. She's a keeper!
I'm smoking and watching the Muppets Treasure Island. Where are you?
Something about that statement reminds me just how much of a role model you are, sis.
My brain is like a TV with 10 channels, 9 of them are static and the other one just plays that one Nagito Komaeda edit on loop 24/7
Randomize
