There's something fitting about a hot in-car interracial makeout to the tune of 'healing the world.' RIP Mike.
I fucking hate vegan toaster pastries. You don't fuck with poptarts. It's like baseball...it's the backbone of american sport and you don't change it. Poptarts are the backbone of american fatasses and you don't just go changing them.
I puked in the cab and in my hair and he didnt even know
you were holding her hair as she threw up saying "I'm going to be a great doctor" repeatedly.
there are certain things about getting into a cab to go home at 630 am that make me feel like a prostitute.
Do they take checks?
Did you really just ask me if you could write a check for a DRUG DEAL?
I don't know how many crown and cokes he went through but I know it was more that I have fingers. We are never leaving Texas.
I have now hooked up with 8 of the Apostles. I have no idea where I'm going to find a guy named Bartholomew.
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
THINK! exactly how many raw eggs did you color and hide in my apt.
so it turns out the huge bruises on my knees are from drunk bmxing and not getting railed from behind on the ground
and ill have you know that I only wiped out twice
Right now you and beer are my only friends.
I cuddled with a man named Pickles
Dick is the cure to depression. I'm almost positive. And cough syrup.
Standing straight up with intensity he came in his own mouth. I know this because he showed me the video from five different angles when asked if I would like him to demonstrate. And I did.
Randomize
