i don't remember her name, but i don't need it unless we decide to hook up again. but even then, i can get away with not knowing it for a while. it's not like we have actual conversations.
I basing my decision on whether or not to date someone on whether I could imagine having sex with them sober
someone needs to get her out of the garbage can shes never gonna forgive us for this
its likemy ribs anf my hesrt aew cuddlingn
... I went down on him at the movies. I feel like Alanis Morisette.
I vaguely remember telling a bum she was worth more than this
The perfect world is just rainbows and rocknroll and good sex. With the occasional stripper ridIng a horse. I spelled occasionally right?
I thought I was invisible, then some guy flashed his high beams at me and I realized my lights weren't on...not invisible.
She was a little hefty, so I turned on the strobe light in our room. Everything looks better with a strobe light.
In case you were wondering, yes I did just watch the Katy Perry movie alone on a Saturday night. I'm so alone it makes a noise.
he's a fucking beast. people that don't even know him have started calling him "puke and raleigh"
I just sat on the floor of my shower for 20 minutes to punish myself for drunk me's decisions.
Well. I think my red tank top is jinxed. this is now the second time it's gotten jizz on it.
Would an open wound count as good sex or bad sex?
sober me doesnt really want him anymore, but when drunk me takes over, she might want him, and god only knows the shit that might happen with drunk me.
Randomize
