I'm afraid my bank account can't handle syllabus week.
Wella between the drunkards, the inevitable slutty costumes, and someone doing a BODY SHOT OFF A PREGNANT GIRL, i lost my halloween spirit. Bah humbug.
Dude that musta been some handjob last night. The sound of her pandora bracelet kept waking me up
I took my shirt off and stood in the kitchen for an hour and a half talking to his parents about my tattoos
drunk enough to drink jager bombs out of a bowl on the kitchen floor.
I gave him head and we watched Fashion Police. somehow it wasn't awkard.
My mouth tastes like what I imagine a hobo's skin would taste like.
Yeah even if I got stabbed it would be worth it
Well he fell three stories from the balcony and still had the strength to fuck me for 2 hours.
View of Vancouver Bay is obscured though the greasy hand prints from fucking against the window. Tip maid well.
Just finished off half a bottle of vodka. Can't take in anymore liquids so I ate 3 spoonfuls of your powdered gatorade to fight off the hangover. Wish me luck and check me for a pulse when you get in!
When you're not at your house I assumed you're somewhere having sex
Nothing like the judgmental looks you get in the bathroom when you still have last night's glowsticks on
I literally cut myself out of my pants. What is my life.
I just jacked off to nostalgia.
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