Literal conversation "you are ________ ____. you facebook friended me"
he asked if thats how we do it in the states..like there's cultural difference in fucking between canada and the us..
So the next morning, she had to tell her kids we were moving furniture around all night.
cliffnotes. writing studyguide on last pack of smokes. glad this semester is over.
high as fuck. watching parent trap with my mom. keep missing my mouth.
Walking down the street at 11 pm dressed in bubble wrap. Why is the bar so fucking far away??
I found this letter on my leg this morning "dear sober self- we are one body now. It's weird but get used to it because it already happened" who the fuck is lionman?
Life just isn't the same without him waking me up at 4 in the afternoon with a look of pity on his face...
I was more obsessed with the sweat stain on her back that was simultaneously shaped like a vagina and the virgin Mary.
By the way anyone who is willing to be in the film while tripping gets free shrooms.
In the store looking for it now. They put the theatre/script section right next to the gay erotica section. Rude. Practical, but rude.
I would do everything over again, except the fireball.
I had to hose off vomit off my driveway at 9 am.....so hot
I say camping because "let's go get hammered in the woods" sounds kinda fucking weird to be honest.
Why can't he just dump me? This is like a baby seal clubbing the hunter
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