I just did the scooter of shame. New levels of embarrassment have now opened.
I'm at the cafe. It's 7am. There is a girl I don't know on my futon who tried to tickle me this morning when I got down from my loft. I also not wearing any underwear.
I just saw a girl walking up the hill with a little red wagon full of booze... I want to be in her study group.
She needs to learn she only fits into our friendship as a DD.
i think that after ALREADY drinking that much, the tube shots may have been a bad idea.. i mean afterall, i did wake up and find my cell phone IN the bonfire the next morning.
When they arrested me, they gave me a bracelet with my mugshot and info. When you get one they can be our BFF Bracelets.
ugh... I can't wait for campus to get back. Then everyone will have other things to try to have sex with besides me.
It's total crap. On a side note I watched a porn of 4 guys wrestling in chocolate then messing around with each other. It was like a dream come true
I'm just gonna pretend you didn't ask me that. I'll sweep that shattered moment of our friendship under the shame rug.
Showed up physical therapy hammered. The therapist just says this isnt part of the program.
Come to office depot with me I need help picking out a daily planner that will help me keep all of my casual sex dates organized.
Also CANADIAN LIPS TASTE OF MAPLE SYRUP AND APOLOGIES. SORRY.
First time since we broke up that I'm not drunk before noon...win for broken hearts everywhere
only 4 hours until nug lovin time
excuse me?
nug lovin. lovin nugs.
I have a mailbox and I don't know why.
Randomize
