I texted him to clear the air a bit, apologized if I freaked him out. No reply. So I'm gonna go ahead and fuck someone in a barn tonight.
If i'm not hungover, near death, and wondering what i did the night before on Monday, life is not worth living.
so many types of cookies right now. i'm eating four kinds of cookies that i've made into larger cookie sandwiches. too high. whoa.
The lady at the touchless car wash just gave me the look of death. How do I say, "sorry it's not my puke" in Spanish?
also, did you notice that when he quoted your email he used MLA format?
I'm sorry. I think I have multiple personalities. Or it was the acid. Either way. I'm sorry.
I had no where to run... The dumpster sounded like a good idea at the time
All I remember was after sex she kept trying to take pictures of my dick "for memories"
We were all drunk for the whole flight. Steve doesn't even remember the cab ride to the airport. At 6am. Says he "blacked back in" at security.
If you hook up with your cousin you will permanently be my favorite person ever.
Aaaand my life has been reduced to whether I can reach to flush my puke down the toilet using my foot. The answer is yes.
Oh my god. A memory of last night just came to me. One of our neighbors joked about Thomas having a big dick and I just kept shaking my head profusely.
I planned out my poor life choices for the weekend.
Gonna be late for work. Sex comes first. Priorities.
ill drive you to the airport today if we can have sex first
i left yesterday
ill pick you up from the airport on sunday if we can have sex after
Randomize
