no more stoned jack in the box. this is the third night in a row.
you know you've been playing too much mario kart when you see a curve in the road ahead and see yourself drifting around it
Just found a bag of weed nailed to the door that my dealer dropped off since I wasn't home. God I love Boulder.
He told his ice cream cone it 'looked cute' and then started to cry. The Dairy Queen people were not pleased.
I no longer see him as a simple set of male genitalia attached to a very sexy body. The title "trophy fuck" seems wrong. Damn.
We're having a serious conversation and I just responded to something he said with an emoticon. I am so baked.
It's a piss down the stairs of the hotel kind of night
Ok. I'll enjoy the quiet (translation: I might be naked, call ahead if you come home tonight)
Terrible hangover + phoenix airport + pizza hut....I think I might have entered one of the levels of hell.
One minute you were celebrating, the next you were bleeding all over your Nikes.
You were laying in a hotel bed drinking beer from a straw while you demanded everyone to kiss your foot tattoo.
I was proudly and successfully the first girl ever to get kicked out of a the bar for being too drunk last night. Loving spring break.
We were supposed to hurry because the restaurant closed at 9. I ended up giving him a blow job so we had to eat at Arby's instead.
well, you know. whores of a feather.
I'm keeping both. The way I see it, boyfriends come and go, but a good dick is forever.
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