# days @ Coachella: 1 people i showed how to break it down: 279
Just made a drug deal by throwing my money to my dealers window and receiving weed the same way. We are the definition of typical lazy stoners.
I don't think I can handle being a slut. There is a lot more emotional stress that I never realized.
I was passed out in a dog food bowl tor two hours. Just tapped my dinner beer. I love homecoming.
I just threw up birthday cake.. who's birthday was it?
I peed my pants and am still dancing with guys at the club because I liked my outfit too much to change. Call the ratchet emergency
Getting free blow from a total stranger, who asked permission to stroke my eyebrows, was the highlight of my evening out. Also, I have a new cuddle dealer.
This time last year I was crying in a church parking lot without shoes or a bra, so the years can only go up from here
Yo making cake in the shape of a penis is no easy feat
Nothing says "i love you" more than flowers and potatoes
Did you really eat 10 ice cream cones today?
It was tough but I powered through it.
I just saw a woman give her infant whiskey tits. About ten minutes ago she was doing shots, and now she's breast feeding. Whiskey. Tits.
Just found out my dad smokes weed too. Mom, grandma, all aunts and uncles, and now my dad too. It's like I'm genetically engineered to be a stoner.
He got mad at you last time bc you tried to rap battle him via text. This is strictly business.
I feel like the physical embodiment of the pot leaf eyes smiley face
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