i can't put facebook on my resume under hobbies.
Glad I put on jeans. You could measure my ass sweat with a rain guage.
Just woke up. I have a "Detective Jacob Arnold's" business card in my pocket.
I miss the good ol' days when we would yell at strangers from your balcony while wearing our mexican ponchos in the middle of the day.
what ever happened to our old dealer?
making an indian outfit so we can be pochohantas and john smith and fuck in the canoe on the night float
rumor has it I kept asking you to go to the "tall grass" with me...sorry about that.
"guaranteed dick" "anywhere - her room, my room, trees, couch"
Sorry that was quotes about you from the grad student.
He told me he wanted to show me something beautiful, then just started peeing off the bridge into oncoming traffic
I gave you a piece of bread to sober you up. You wiped your face off with it and then gave it back to me.
In brighter news I got condoms and a mattress protector today.
Then you better bring Starbucks and a box of condoms in the morning.
Oh shit. This is getting real.
Naw but when she was in the bathroom I threw the condom out the window and I'm pretty sure it hit some girl
She ordered an O'douls. That was the end of that date
we fucked and then he hand fed me a hot pocket
Jus had a dream that I borrowed bob dylans car to save us from a pack of raptors. Pretty stoked about it.
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