He just left - my room smells like that cheese they put on nachos and cigarettes and beef
Yo quero taco bell
Conclusion from last night: Sometimes being classy isn't as fun as making out with a guy on a pooltable in a bar. Happy birthday, Canada.
I dunno. It's not as good as 'devourer of cocks' but I suppose few things are.
You know what's soul crushing? Walking to subway and find out you were too drunk to put on shoes and being denied service.
Um. I literally have no words.
I'm about to do the walk of shame in a christmas onesie. What would I do without christmas sweater party season?
One day. I will touch his hair. I'm curious if it'll be like a soft cloud.
She told me about it right after. She said she was scared I would be disappointed. And I was, but I pretended not to be. Which pretty much sums up our relationship.
i dont know whats worse..that i woke up in a gorilla suit or that its covered in peanut butter
My liver is fucking rocky. Get knocked down 7 times and gets up 8. World champ
I fell into a manhole last night, so there's that
In other news my pubic hair is covered in glitter.
Totally just made a post sex emergency cupcake run. My life is awesome.
Just had a med school interview with that doctor I fucked in college. He remembered. Asked if I still have my nipple rings. Overall, I think it went well.
I've literally slept one hour I'm honestly just surprised you can insult me this early
Pillow talk was a high five, this morning she made dinosaur muffins for the house. I love chapel hill
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