Today at work while talking to my co-worker we both realized at the same time that last year I had a one night stand with his roommate and he was in the living room drinking coffee when I did the walk of shame. YAY.
Pass out mid-funnel last night.
The question of "Will I eat a piece of curried chicken off the floor?" has been answered tonight.
he keeps trying to sext me and all I can do is respond with descriptions of what im eating.
Having never done that before, When should one expect the horrible shame to end? Days, months, ever?
A week or so, depending on size. In your case, maybe give it a month.
Also, putting laundry hampers on my head and pretending I'm an astronaut is a good way to get caught in every door frame in the house.
She's gone now. Left with the wind like a majestic leaf that just rides the invisible current to locations unknown. And dude, her friends were really hot.
We made a water bong out of a wine bottle... Being an architect major finally payed off.
I drunk-cried for all conjoined twins everywhere the other day.
The dorm caught on fire so it turned into a 5am pool party
So everything was good he was big spoon I was little spoon and then I got peed on
I'm smoking a bowl in my bathtub. I'm meant to be alone.
You lost me at unexpected butt stuff. Everything else I would probably do.
The cat ate a weed mint. This is not a drill
I figure I since I made out with him that I at least had to save his number in my phone.
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