it was the worst sex ever in the history of sex. i mean ever. and he thought he was great. actually told me he was the best id ever had...what was i supposed to say? lol...i've had better times by myself. seriously.
the most drunk i have ever been? possibly. the most drunk i have ever been on a monday? definently.
considering how much of last night I don't remember and the amount of ones laying on my desk right now, it's safe to say I'm concerned
well considering we left the bathroom with the mirror off the wall, a bloody nose, and clothes all messed up they assume im just a coke whore now..
Thursday nights need to stop happening to me.
At one point I went looking for you and found you handcuffed to a chair. I'm pretty sure you handcuffed yourself. I don't know how you got there.
using the campers leftover pizza money at the bar. Definition of great counselors right here.
I just took my birth control on the way to class with a 1/2 melted jello shot I happened to find in my purse from Friday night. I told you I was going hard this year.
when I went into his room, he was sleeping on his stomach, almost as if to silently say, "you're not touching my dick tonight".
You can fuck me but I'm keeping my parka on.
somehow I feel like "adventures with cocaine and molly" wouldn't be an appropriate "How I Spent My Spring Break" essay topic.
Im like a saiyan, last weekends hangover will only make me stronger
I got hella high today and freaked out about life and interest rates
I still have a little drunk in my system
Had sex in a blanket fort. How was your weekend?
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