fuck, i never want to drink again I drunk dialed matt last night and broke up with him the second night in a row. FUCK QUADFEST
i'm not sure what happened. i know i woke up on the floor of his bathroom, then had morning sex with him. dont remember getting to his apt. dont remember much.
morning sex?... maybe not a total mistake then? he seems like a normal person, so rare at BU
oh no, he's far from normal. i know his high school girlfriend. she's CRAZY. and he definitely deals prescription drugs. also. he had sex with me even though i slept on his bathroom floor.
we decided it was best to cut you off after we caught you trying to "baptize" my cat in the jungle juice
I am sitting on the couch "eating" a frozen big bucket margarita with a spoon.
We are going all out this weekend. My liver is already smiling.
I'm just pissed at the whore who takes over my body when I'm blacked out.
I have a callous on the palm of my hand just below my ring finger that is entirely from opening so many beer bottles. I'm strangely proud right now.
I'm trying to make sure he doesn't drown in the toilet. Because I'm a nice lady.
I woke up to some strange woman rubbing peanut butter on my thighs
I'm sobbing to NWA
Sext me about skeletons
Everyone needs to leave the house so I can use the good vibrator without being judged.
Please god tell me you aren't pregaming your date alone.
idk he wanted to trade sex for a triple order of hashbrowns
AND YOU SAID NO?????????
Sorry I can't pick up... thought process is fine but too stoned to form words.
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