Confirm your location. A cross street is best, but if google mapping yourself is your least-shameful option go for it. ps- going through his mail for an actual address is always an option.
I'm drinking while I write this paper. When I can't see the screen anymore I'm gonna come out
Your expertise in crazy bitches is needed.
I have been sober for so long that I miss hangovers... what is happening to this summer?
I feel like fucking him is something we all do but don't want to admit to. like masturbating or peeing in the shower
That one life defining moment when you catch yourself pouring whisky into your hot chocolate at 4 am, whilst crying and talking to your dog.
You humped everything and cried in an uber.
It's 5am and I have yet to fall asleep. At what point do we just accept that I run on vodka?
It's not stalking if you do it on LinkedIn...
Ugh I feel like I just got hit by a big giant sex bus.
Can I drink yet?
It's Monday morning.
Your point?
I AM GONNA CUM EVERYWHERE TONIGHT BRO.
Good news! Blood’s flowing!
Lol, perhaps. But the drinks are so cheap, the music is better, and the bartenders and bouncers all know my name. I can't abandon it, even if it is a gay bar, its still my Nirvana.
What are u up to today?
Marathon sex and eating.
Randomize
