No one appreciates an amoeba in a balloon hat.
im holly from the hills drunk
I DONT WANT TO PLUS I THINK I FLUSHED MY KEYS DOWN THE TOILET WHILE I WAS PEEING
This does no justice to the amount of paint I'm covered in or the amount of balls I'm tripping.
I'm going to knit you a pair of furry handcuffs. And you said that knitting class was dumb.
she smells like cat throw up and cupcakes. i'm trying to focus on the cupcakes but it's really. hard.
At one point, the guy you were fucking high-fived with the guy I was fucking. We should hang out with them again?
If you were curious as to how many pounds of bagged marijuana can fit in the trunk of a 2010 Chevrolet Aveo, we now have the answer
What are you talking about?! I shot gunned a monster while simaltaneously blowing gym boy Todd. If I'm not the poster child for being well rounded and versatile I have no idea what NYU is looking for
So... crashing at the hot bartender's place is not a solid marital decision.
It was only in the sobering silence of the wilderness on the mountain, after I was too tired to talk anymore and I also didn't want to tell Julian that we were lost, that I realized how super tripped out I had been the entire time...
I suppose what I've learned from this experience is that sometimes you just have to make out with a narcissistic baby daddy to make a clean getaway.
AND I woke up to eggs in my bra. Thanks Taco Cabana...
Where is Holly?
Nevermind. i can hear her having sex two doors down
My dad just invited me to smoke a blunt with him. Parent-child bonding at its finest (and highest).
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