Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
cruising supermarkets, asking random people where i can get weed. fuck alaska
so explain to me why i woke up in jail this morning
because you opened a jar or pickles and a bag of fritos and layed down in the middle of aisle 7 while singing 'la cucaracha'
no more ever clear
well when do great stories at the expense of people's relationships become a bad thing?
I guess you don't remember pouring tequila in the dog bowl and slurping it.
he somehow instantly knew i was from vermont.
it probably had something to do with chasing your soco with maply syrup.
i should not be allowed to orgasm that much in one day.
Who the hell poured a whole pouch of Capri Sun down my throat last night?
As shirtless as possible
gave him road head on the way to his grandparents house. purposely didn't let him finish, the sexual tension over turkey was indescribable.
I need to shower, but I have no shower curtain... I think I can get by with a whore bath and a hat for one more day.
Smoked a blunt with a girl i met at the bus stop today. What you did today is irrelevant
When I said to give it to me hard and fast, I didn't mean like 15 seconds fast.
barely 48 hours and I've done the dirty on both of my roommates beds before they've even slept in them
but I truly enjoy making out with my best friend more than my boyfriend
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