White coat. Heels.
but what if he tries to talk dirty to me with the lisp?
i think you know its gunna be a bad day when it starts with throwing up into a red plastic cup
it's all just a bunch of faces and i remember what the floor looked like.
I had my first sober conversation with his roommate. I remembered half way through that the first time we met I was getting fucked on his counter
Listen, everyone has a price and mine is free taco bell.
Also I'd like you to set a calendar reminder that goes off every day for you to take 2 minutes to think about what your life would be like without me.
I wanted to make fun of someone saying that to an untrained ear, skrillex is blah blah blah. But it was too soon after they said it. And now I can't find it. These are real problems.
It just makes me feel nauseous. And I don't want to feel nauseous when all I really want is to get off.
I need to keep a secret stash of instant alcoholic margaritas for when i deal with people. For example, right now, im grading, and I just don't fucking care any more. My students should make a thank you card for Jose Cuervo.
I cried over the lack of milkshakes I've consumed in the last month
I've been vomiting all day.
All day? It's 10am.
So my new thing apparently is getting wasted, showing people my slytherin socks and convincing them I'm slytherin..because why not
I still blew him because I won't let allergies keep me from doing what I want. But I almost suffocated like 10 times.
Other than the whole stab wound in my leg thing, today was pretty good. The nurses all loved me and gave me a sandwich and juice.
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