now everythime i write "i'm" in my phone my tap9 spells out "i'm-never-drinking-again". It's trying to remind me
For once I'd like to have a Taco Sunday without having some random drunk chick flee my house half naked and in tears.
Well look at it this way, if he should happen to get into a terrible accident within the next 2 days, its okay.. i have his dental records on my ass cheek.
He somehow managed to bang-mail me last night. I woke up this morning to a voicemail from 1:54 a.m. of moaning and screaming. I now know how talented he is and how annoying I am to have sex with.
I can feel my ovaries exploding thinking about them.
I blacked out for most of the day but apparently I still met with my prof. I made notes...
I'm petty sure you said "hold on let me make my nipples hard, they look better"
The drag queen we did coke with is going to be on Ru Paul's drag race. I feel so proud.
I think I'm going to add the date I dumped his sorry ass as a life event on FB.
I think that's justified.
him crossdressing on the weekends is awkward but not a deal breaker for me.
well a fat roach just fell out of my hair. so there's that
he bit THROUGH my nipple
plus side, no need to pay for a piercing.
just bought myself a "your about to get violated in every way so you deserve this chipotle" steak bowl.
random boy in my bed. last night wasnt a dream. fuck.
Alcohol and video games. A solid Friday night. Even before covid
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