i freaking love being in a circle of guys. if i fart none of them suspect me.
Just found out for my occult lit class (history of cults) final project is making a spellbook. Hello last term of college.
So I think I just got a job offer from the guy I used to blow. See, networking pays off.
Dude she looks like a female richard gere plus 400 pounds.
I'm sorry I can't get drinks with you. I have to make sure my dad doesn't go to jail.
Between the walk of shame, bar fight, karaoke, injuries, number of bar check-ins, and variety/quantity of alcohols and Advil consumed, I'd say HookerFest 2012 was a raging success.
I was tied up in bed before noon, the rest of the day can go to hell.
And is it bad that I haven't talked to guys who I haven't already dated? I feel like a recycle bin.
There is a doctor sitting next to me at lunch talking about the engorged scrotum surgery he did this morning and I am about to lose my professional grown adult facade.
he just cleaned his wound with pinnacle whipped
I just put Gatorade in my wine, cause electrolytes, you know.
Today's goals: get day drunk then sober up in time for the walking dead tonight.
It's very finicky. Like baking. or BDSM.
I'm not big on drama but you need to put your pants on and leave.
You should not be involved with someone who smells like that. Because that smell seriously does not go away. Even if you can't actually smell it at any given point, it will still haunt you
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