It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
Nyc is like a mosaic of my failed dates.
She was walking with the authority that 2 beers gave to a light weight.
my summer class's final was canceled bc it interfered with the world cup. he is giving us all A's on it. I love europe
College is the ONLY place where you can pass off morning sickness as being hungover. I'm currently pouring beer in a spray bottle so I can spray it on myself and smell drunk.
I'm to the point that I've had the revelation that its physically impossible for my arms to be attached to my torso.
I don't have to hold her hair back as she blows me but I do have to hold the ball on the Santa hat
Nothing says "future AA member" like bonging 40's out of a plastic flamingo.
i swear to god if you did anything to my honey bunches ill remove all the oats and shove them up your dickhole then play pinata with my foot to knock them all back out
If by some world ending natural disaster I get into an actual relationship with this kid, should I tell him the truth about the web of lies I've based our current relationship on?
Let's fuck under the stars. And by under the stars I mean in my bed underneath my glow in the dark star stickers.
And as the acid sets in, he looks back at the shallow form he used to call his and whispers "3 pee pees strong"
I was in the rappers prayer circle. Then they're blunt circle
Only I could turn my one night stands into class essays. Go me.
In theory, it seemed like it would work.
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