My room smells like vodka and shame
It's hipsters with their motorcycle cop mustaches, moccasins, douchey irony, and department stores to supply their independent conformity
Something's gotta give!
Hey its bob the builder. Where did you go?
Right now I can't do anything that will ban me from donating plasma. That is a legit source of income for me.
I don't think he knows what shame means anymore. He gave some bar slut his sisters Tiffanys necklace, in exchange for anal.
The best part of my day was getting high in the parking lot of the movie theater and taking pics in the photo booth with the caption "CONGRATULATIONS!" we geeked out because it congratulated us for getting high
I might have hooked up with a 2003 alumni last night in the basement
Dude you were ten when he graduated
Wahoowaaaaaaa
This hurricane better not stop me from sitting on the stoop thurs & enjoying all the slutty costume walkofshamers
I SMOKED SO MUCH I SKIPPED A DAY.
I just had to remind myself that I'm visible in real life. Sitting in the car in a parking lot, and almost took my shirt off because the tag is itchy and I wanted it off... and you know I don't wear bras...
I just singed the hair in my nose trying to re-light a joint. now all i can smell is burnt hair. day ruiner
Underoos and an IDGAF attitude: all you need to successfully win at life
(Underoos optional)
On the other hand, this could be a new level of shame for me.
the girl next to me was drawing sonic the hedgehog on her exam what the fuck
godspeed
Okay. So did I kiss you last night? I know that I made out with someone. Or a few someones. But I'm pretty sure that I made out with you. Was that real life?
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