Just had to open a tuna can with a spoon. Gave me a sense of hunting for my own food.
so...dinner was kid's cuisine and a bottle of wine. i think they go well together.
I love that we get drink and call each other crying. It's kind of our thing.
It's like God knew that was my ex's best friend and punished me. I've never vomited that much in my life.
I love when I'm alone in the house. It's like pants were never invented.
I think I'm coming down now. I almost started crying because I lost a piece of paper.
He was in Alberta for less than a week and is already banned from 6 bars. I fear for his general well-being over there.
Just got a voicemail from a guy referring tp himself "as chest hair guy". If I'm coming home to a intervention I understand.
All I know is that every time I looked at my glass it was full again and I thought it would be rude not to drink it
Officially crunch time. It's my last year of grad school and I've yet to get blown in a school library. The parking garage was less than a block away though.
Vodka and tater tots have managed to satisfy me more than most of the guys I've slept with.
Dude, my sex life is so sad since I started having feelings.
Sleeping with just one person sucks
Idk what was more embarassing, seeing her face when I finished, or seeing her roomates faces thru the door..
He said he remembers me...standing on a snowy roof, smoking a blunt, yelling "you're pretty fly for a white guy" at him. Sounds about right.
So I just went to clothing optional bar
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