What did I say to him last night?
Something along the lines of "your not here, I'm going to fuck sam. call me later babe, this won't take long, love you"
all in all not a bad night
fuck, i think i'm broken. Alchyhol air mattress = the suck.
The guy next to me is watching porn. EVERYTIME I COME TO THE LIBRARY SOME RANDOM GUY NEXT TO ME LOOKS AT PORN.
First off: I'm drunk so fuck you. Second: you weren't a bad girlfriend. Tres: thats 3 in spanish. Number 4: fuck 3 Doors Down
The way you explained my vagina was exactly the way I would of described my breakfast burrito.
He's a collector of sorts
Any cool stuff?
You should see the collection of booggers in the carpet next to his desk
idk if you're aware of this...but we could potentially have the greatest hate sex...ever.
Also, at 1:30 I emailed myself saying, "are you there Margaret? It's me, god"
And the funny thing is when I went to the kitchen this morning, all 4 pizzas were still there in their boxes, untouched. My question to you is: what were we eating last night?
Of course the first guy who sees my nipple piercings is a Catholic from Nebraska who won't do anything but dry hump me.
There's scrapes on the inside of both my thighs.. Because we wanted to get drunk and climb trees naked.
My dog got laid yesterday. Some lady came over with her husky to breed. He did it like a champ. I was so proud
I'm drunk from drinking bourbon out of a "cupcake sippy cup" at the Denny's bar. What the fuck happened to the goals I had?
She's lucky her pussy is worth listening to her ramble about bedroom furniture for 30 minutes
Drank your wedding present. Sorry
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