i dont know you, but i just did a line with your business card.
If the first sentence isn't something about weed or the nature of choclate I'm skipping class.
I need to figure out what I wanna do with my life.
There are margaritas in the freezer still.
Just got to school and somone already mentioned the amount of cereal im carrying.
Wow thanks 4 throwing jello at me an yelling who invited that guy to all the guys at the bar
He's cheating on his wife, and he's judging me for eating McDonalds
he might be the rich husband I pretend to love for the rest of my life!!!!
OH DEAR GOD. He looks like if u licked him he'd taste like bourbon, sex and sunshine.
You rubbed your penis on my leg and said "people have paid for this kind of action"
Waking up at a teachers house is a very confusing thing
I can see your house from here
Get off of his fucking roof
I can hear the pillow talk now, "how many condoms did you bring? Good, put them all on,"
Thinking about licking your asshole. And hugs and stuff too I guess.
I feel like you should store your weed in something that suits your personality. For example mines in a hollowed out disney princess book.
You spent twenty minutes waxing poetic about her ass and her thighs
Randomize