You want to go to a white party at LAX
Clubs are lame especially themed ones. Im not in a fucking episode of laguna beach
john hughes is dead. crushing any and all dreams of me ever being in an 80's john hughes film. bummer.
we walked in to her beating him with a broom while he was trying to sweep ramen into a box. there were packing peanuts everywhere.
I feel like I shouldn't be doing my banking stoned. But I bought a new bowl. Her name is Sharpe. Pronounced Shar-Pay.
Called my dealer in tears and we talked for an hour until I felt better. That's the way it should be.
ive cried into many a lonely burritos..
We called dibs on each other's genitals. That bond is unbreakable.
Cleaning my pipe and using the left over resin solution to make THC laced rolling papers and a jar of hash oil/honey for my tea
WE USE THE WHOLE BUFFALO
I guess that's what I get for clicking on a link that says clown penis.
I feel like if he almost got me pregnant once, i can at least say hi in a bar
Ah. Hot spring. Infinitely less skeevy than a hot tub. These North Carolinian dudes are all class.
He went to 7/11 first and came back with condoms and a banana "in case we get hungry"
sorry for pouring tequila vodka and whiskey down your throat and left you to sleep on a table
i stood outside in the bushes for thirty minutes. Do you know how many drunk guys pee in bushes at 2 am?
Doing shots with my high school valedictorian. Bucket list
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