i miss vodka and anonymity. college is so rich in both. in college we are a many armed creature, lubricated with beer and sex.
I wanted to tell him he wasn't actually in me, but my god, awkward?
Word to the wise: do not smoke before going grocery shopping with only 12 bucks. So stressful.
I always have to poop after I paint my nails. It never fails.
He came up to me muttering about the pills on the bathroom floor... I found him an hour and a half later trying to take naked photos of himself with an alarm clock...
I'm pretty sure when you walk down Broadway and can pick out people you've slept with.. It might be a problem. I'm leaving for rehab tomorrow.
God dammit not the cupcake channel. Not when I'm high.
Great sex, the promise of us mixing our excellent genetics in the future, and access to drugs are mainly what's holding this relationship together at the moment
He handed me a temporary tattoo and said cover the hickey up with this
I like how you were offering me $50 last night to come home with you to take care of you and your dog
I thought since you asked to see my dick I might as well say hi
I think he's only dating me for my ass...
So, I'm either with my future life partner or my future life taker. And his brother. lol. I'll let you know when I get home alive.
So I'm never gonna get to see you again?
Hopefully.
Did you get good sleep?
I dreamt that I was a lipstick lesbian in the 1950s, working at Walgreens and solving mysteries.
So yes.
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