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.
stuffed animals make me feel really maternal.
OMG stoned with flashing lights behind me, I was freaking out until I realized I wasn't driving my couch
I don't know what the fuck is in the water in New Hampshire, but these dicks are HUGE.
I just woke up to pictures of every angle of his dick I'll ever need to see.
I've decided he is effectively a mouth, hands and cock held together by bad ideas and compliments, and I'm OK with that.
I literally paid cover, got kicked out. Tried to explain that I was just clumsy, but mispronounced it. Then I got pissed off, stormed out..and clotheslined myself on a velvet rope. How was your night?
And when I feel bad about myself I go to the library and suck my pen over an open book, counting the seconds until a guy sits across from me and tries to get my attention
You were peeing off the rooftop and told everyone sometimes you just gotta go
WHY IS THERE A GOLD FISH IN MY BONG??
We were fucking in the bedroom then we heard Sports center on in the living room. He stopped midfuck when I started celebrating that my team won over his
easy for you to say. you're not the one who has to explain why you woke up with a pineapple and a used condom.
So it turns out high me is very efficient. I set 5 alarms to remind me to do things, i made mac and cheese, and i wrote a poem. I'm going places.
Just trying to show you I care.
Isn't it supposed to be "what would you like for dinner?" instead of "how do you take your blow?"
Hey, you're the one who asked me to mc to move in.
How did I get up here...did jesus lift me up
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