What did I say to him last night?
Something along the lines of "your not here, I'm going to fuck sam. call me later babe, this won't take long, love you"
all in all not a bad night
glad you had fun, i did too. am rubbing aloe on my butt now.
He had rug burn on his nose from my landing strip
i asked if you wanted help changing your sheets after you threw up in bed. you politely declined. i take no responsibility after that.
He called himself excalibur. Thats all I remember.
we're tailgating intramural basketball with hard drugs and tequila...and i think the players are taking shrooms
for future reference mormans are hard to crack but they give fucking amazing hand jobs.
czant get you from the arport. sry i found the rum. dan sucks at rumpong jusrt so yo knoqw.
Unemployment check just came in. As soon as I stop pretending I have morals I'm buying weed. Puff puff pass uncle sam.
sriracha body shots, that's gonna be a thing
it's like you just said "i want you to suffer"
he won't tell me his last name, but I know his garage key code
Are you sexting with minion stickers right now?
Somehow his homemade liquor activated memories of my semester abroad three years ago. I ended up yelling random medical advice in German, while my roommates played dress-up with the cat stoned out of their minds. I consequently gave up on dating. Back in the ONS game.
Remind me to NEVER AGAIN mix beer with tequila with beer with whiskey with vodka with rum with vodka.
I can't decide if I miss drinking or you, they are so closely connected.
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