no more stoned jack in the box. this is the third night in a row.
I think I'm going to start texting all the people that don't want to talk to me
I'm so high that a hulu ad convinced me to go on healthybaby.com
talked to my RA about stamps and mailmen again. when do you think she'll realize that i only talk to her when i'm high?
note to self... there IS such a thing as having too many birthday shots...
She was either really drunk or really not interested. Everytime I tried to ask her about herself she would respond with a line from Stepbrothers.
She asked the taxi driver to stop at the Texaco because she had to puke. She did then stumbled into the gas station and bought a 40.
I cannot even. Taco bell reception. Beers. New friends from Georgia.
Did strip banana grams actually happen last night
he tried to give me his business card but gave me his health insurance card then realized it and offered to take me to the strip club
I feel like I got hit by a truck. Or a baby dinosaur. One of them ran over my body and then stuck me in a blender of fire and storm clouds
Filthy. I need to be power hosed with holy water.
Trying to take a nap and my brain decides to play "lets have flashbacks every time you blew it with a chick in college". It's a montage of stupidity and youthful inexperience. I don't know whether to laugh or cry.
I ate her out in the bathroom and she did my makeup. Man i love being a lesbian
Guys I ate pizza off the fucking ground of the cab. I am the worst type of person
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