We are brilliant. We call it the pint walk. Killing a pint of vodka while we walk from cleveland park to dupont. just making mama proud
what date should I let him know how fucked up I am?
I'm sitting the next couple hours out. Puking in a potted plant really put shit into perspective for me.
Do you think he woke up this morning, looked at you, and then regretted everything?
life is no where near the amusement park it was when I was on Vicodin.
There are paw prints all over my ceiling.
All right cuz right now I'm in one of those moods where the shear thought of doing anything more strenuous than making a sandwich has me wanting to curl up in the feeble position and splash around in a puddle of my own tears.
Its a "sake bomb in the bathroom during class" kind of day.
Was having a panic attack, but I'm out of xanax. Substituting with vodka shots and breathing exercises. My therapist will be proud, yes?
She asked if I wanted to "Mormon Motorboat" her, which I guess is just motor-boating her through her cloths. Turns out I did.
Almost bit the guy's hand who sits in front of me because he was stretching. That. Bored.
Everyone keeps telling me I look so healthy and happy today: the power of the penis people!!
He was licking my ear while recommending that I shop at IKEA. I think he's my perfect guy.
I have to sleep with him. We're too much alike. It's like clash of the titans, except instead of clashing, he's putting it in me.
Now all my porn is stored in my parents’ basement. It’s like a part of my soul is boxed up
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