he confessed his love for me, threw up on my pillow and then fell asleep on said pillow. i met him last night.
better than last weekend. things are really looking up for you.
the beat of "birthday sex" is shockingly similar to my dry heaving rhythm. it's making me nauseous all over again.
Still bad at ganbling. Still good at dringing.
Not even close. I woke up in the bed of Codys truck. Wrapped up in a sleeping bed, using a stuffed alligator as a pillow. And Alex was laying naked beside me. Not to mention I wasn't wearing the clothes I got there in.
Apparently I was trying to convince him Springsteen has had buttsex. I ended the argument with "I bet he came from it too."
She stumbled in with some guy, woke me up, introduced him and said "This is my sister. She's a freshman. She probably hates you."
ex-cheerleader. ex-gymnast. ex-dancer. i dont even know who to go for tonight
I knew it was a good Wednesday night when I woke up tucked in to NOT my own bed with my beer helmet, an empty bottle of Jose, and a trash can placed in front of my face.. Happy 20th!
She just pored wine down the turkeys hole and said that she christened it like the whore that it is...happy thanksgiving.
smoked four grams out of a bong with a mixture of pool water and white rum. I applaud you for leaving before losing too many brain cells.
I thanked him for the booty call offer but told him I'd rather just do it myself
Mostly what I remember is someone saying "raise your hand if you're too turnt" then raising my hand and falling
Thank you for holding my butt in a non-sexual manner when its cold. I appreciate you and your warm hands.
I don't know what happened last night. But I just woke up in the high school boiler room
it was like 6 shots in and he was automatically my type
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