so the guy who showed me the apt today is now texting me and asking me out for drinks...he's at least 20 yrs oldr than me and highlights his hair, but part of me is wondering how low i can talk him down in rent during sex? wrong?
i live my life in a constant state of hangover.
I don't even want to talk about it, I'm traumatized. Even the dog knew to take advantage of the most intoxicated girl at the party...
Just got Netflix. Dexter Marathon. Still in my PJ's. Only eaten cookie dough and drinking a 40. I have never reeked so strongly of lonely .
Packing up everything in the dorm. Silly bands to unused condom ratio is ridiculous.
See, not all bad decisions involve my penis.
I feel like a fucking princess. Like an heiress of a kingdom of drugs.
Dnt forget 40 tuesday,dress nice! Like job interview nice, like funeral nice, like a couple muhfuckas sittin on their lawn drinkin forties on a tuesday nice!
I petted my head, told my hair it felt beautiful and needed to be let free. Then pulled out my pony tail. Cheers to weed. I lose.
Would be fun, plus since its in public I'll keep my penis in my pants
He's sending me pics of Yellowstone scenery...the only thing I can think is "I would have sex next to that waterfall"
And suddenly....Tubas. Tubas everywhere.
I'm owning this being a social human being thing tonight!
i survived drinking for 24 hours, an 8 ball of cocaine and a threesome. I think you can handle moving.
I hooked up with the sexiest couple in the LAX BATHROOM IN THE CHANGING FAMILY ROOM HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA
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