we were both hunting dick last night. it ended terribly for both of us.
she told me she had a boyfriend but the alcohol told me she didn't
I texted him about a book we both like. I was expecting a "ya great book... let's bone" response. It didn't work
time to smoke my breakfast
Her brother was practicing the clarinet....it was like having sex in a starbucks
He just kept petting my ear and informing me that I wasn't one of the guys
going to a night class in lingerie so i can quickly go to his house after.
Good thing I took the morning after pill cuz I pretty much had packaged seamen in me like I was a squirrel saving it for later or something
I'm at about main and main street
it's gotten to the point where there are no existing good choices. even our good choices are bad choice by anyone's standards but ours.
we got kicked out of the bar last night for sneaking into the back kitchen and eating handfulls of cheese in the walk in fridge
SOME BITCH AT THE HOSTEL STOLE MY NUT BUTTER THERE WILL BE BLOOD
Him showing up yesterday was like a giant ego stroke for my vagina.
plus like he's kinda a piece of shit. a beautiful somewhat talented piece of shit that hella needs to get his life together
is caitlin alive?
ya she's alive she's watching a movie
ok remind her she drank toilet water then.
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