i got lost in a forest last night. this morning I realized the "forest" was just 6 trees on campus.
So I just watched the Lakers/Magic game so I could have something to talk about with him after we have sex this time
My mom just walked in on me and my girlfriend about to have sex. All she said was "You're lookin like a fool with your pants on the ground.."
I kept grabbing at Stephanie's boobs because I thought the leopard spots on her dress were popcorn.
She soaked the fruit in vodka for ten minutes and then mixed it with normal fruit and sherbert icecream. It was called "lottery fruit".
My night sucks. It's really hard to masturbate with a broken finger.
The homeless guy out front said it's his birthday and he asked us to join him for happy hour after work. He's buying a fifth of gin to celebrate.
Broeke and glass. I feel so and. Appilogixe in morbing.
I'm already too high to be publicly presentable. I just looked at myself in the mirror without my sunglasses. Debated contacts. Said aloud "But I'm nothing without my sunglasses."
It's a little sad/awesome that I scored coke within 60 seconds of walking in the bar.
The student becomes the teacher.
She's high and running across rooftops. Yes we're going to end up in A&E again.
The only thing I like when I am high is sex. And Cheez Its. But mostly sex.
It's like my uterus needs a hug... and anti depressants
I'm never celebrating Galentine's Day again. It was a whorrific mess.
I need to leave my mind and my stupid vagina are having fight over who's right
Randomize