Goal for tonight: Make one last drunken mistake for the semester.
my brain is sober enough to have a conversation.. but my arms feel nice
kindergarten is hard when you're hung over.
Today in psych we learned that you are a whore.
Me specifically?
Yep.
so how was last night?
got high and had our usual talk about the definition of cole slaw. then tried to call the ramen noodle company and convince them why my face should be on thier packages.
thanks. im glad you find me better in your comparison between me and fat girl porn.
I looked up while we were having sex to see him covering my pillow pet's eyes with his free hand. I think I'm in love
In a strange taxi 3059. Battery dying I'm dying. Bye.
please, i've had weekends with less dignity than this.
As he was going down on me, I looked over his shoulder and said "ohh a Christian mingle commercial is on"
Honestly I was sitting in managerial accounting thinking "I really need to get my shit together and stop drinking so much wine." But when you asked I realized... it's wine. It's always a yes.
I made a joke about The Hemingway being a really boring sex position where you blandly describe all the action and then kill yourself after you orgasm. He stopped responding. I've GOT to stop talking to everyone like they're you.
Mom has wine in a to go cup. It's that kind of night.
That reminds me of the morning I woke up on the sidewalk covered in chicken wings
Moms passed out wet and naked in a rocking chair again....
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