...there is blood under my fingernails.
...I hope my roomates are okay.
an ex called crying about her current BF. convo ended in phone sex. i love emotional wrecks
im failing my bio class b/c he booty calls me wednesday nights at 6 like clockwork
he came in the shower with me...i thought it was going to be nice and romantic...until he started peeing on my leg.
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
he needs to hurry and make his mind up... i mean i can't keep getting peed on by a guy who isn't even my boyfriend
Hovering on the line between her being fuckable and me being too drunk to fuck. Life's juggling act in progress here.
Speaking of roommates, Kelsey and I woke up to urine in our trash can. Neither one of us is willing to admit to it so we've come to the conclusion that someone snuck into our room in the middle of the night
Yes and yes. Got taken to a Florida strip club. I desperately want to flood my eyes and ears with hand sanitizer right now.
Just high enough for therapy.
Hooked up with a girl in the dorm laundry room tonight. And got invited to go to Vegas for free. That's how today's going.
I've pulled 4 ticks off of me. This is the last time I suck dick in the wild.
I'm still mad from all the stupid shit he's done this week that even though I couldn't give two shits about Vday, I'm gonna throw an epic tantrum if he doesn't morph in to Nickolas Sparks for a day
Is it weird that the girl I'm fucking just wished me luck on my date tonight?
There's nothing like a guy talking about your vagina as if it's delicious food to make your day better.
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