I fell asleep to the sounds of them banging in the next room. It was oddly soothing...
apparently there was a flour fight and couch sex...
It feels like I'm breathing out my heart and it spreads through my limbs to my fingertips.
WE'RE FINALLY ADMITTING THAT WE DESPERATELY WANT TO SCREW EACH OTHER. THIS IS WHAT PROGRESS FEELS
He expects to fuck my tits but will ignore me in public.
i was enjoying my post acid trip trance a little too much. i found $50 on the sidewalk but didnt pick it up. just stared at the bill cuz it looked cool.
someone picked it up and i stared at the ground where it was for probably another minute or 2
They ran out of toilet paper, so I had a girl rip down the streamers so I could wipe.
I need Mexican food. Like, I'd take it through a needle at this point. It's totally worth the track marks.
I couldn't do it. You can't break up after that many orgasms. It's physically impossible.
Told the cab driver to take me to narnia last night. Turns out there's a bar called narnia on the south side of town. We are in business
Last night you told me you "were too high" and didn't deserve a hashbrown.
Dude, I can't even reach my asshole to wipe it. I have a lot more to be thankful for this Thanksgiving.
I can't help you there
I feel like I'm in high school again. I'm completely sober and I just gave some guy a handjob to completion.
I feel like the dump I just dropped is the most successful thing I've done so far today.
whatcha doing?
lying in bed pretending to be a slug
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