my brain is sober enough to have a conversation.. but my arms feel nice
I drunkenly recorded an episode of Family Matters last night. I took a shot everytime Carl Winslow had a mustache.
you ever get that eerie feeling when you walk in a room, when you know youve barfed here before.
We started making out, then he decided to get naked, put on a condom, and proceed to dry hump my leg, sweat pants and all, until he blew his load. I thought this was college. I immediatly left claiming I can't sleep in other people's rooms. He didn't even bother taking off my hoodie.
im pretty sure all they do is fuck. and talk in baby talk. its two babys fucking basically.
I just remember making out with this kid's friend, washing blood off my hands and hearing the RA's were looking for me.
My ex was here I looked him in the eyes when I grabbed some other guy by his belt and dragged him to a room
I want a calm night. Not one where I wake up to you topless and bloody.
Pretty sure that's a used tampon hanging from the tree outside my window.
Was there a condom involved? Because he was saying he wanted a kid. Repeatedly.
I got high and had sex with reindeer antlers on. It was magical and animalistic. Tia the season.
I think I pulled a muscle in my tongue.
sorry? thank you? I love you?
He's at Disney with 4 kids and I'm drinking wine from the bottle in bed at 2:45pm. Does it sound like we're compatible??
Went and sat in the wrong fucking class for 30 mins, answering questions and shit. What ever this is i will be on it for the rest of the semester.
I woke up naked in a tent. I was more upset that the air mattress had deflated.
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