i've decided that sluttiness is like a disease, it can lay dormant in you for years and then one day you go to college and with all the booze and drugs and boys and time on your hands symptoms begin to show then one day BAM you're a huge slut. it's like how izzie had skin cancer and it grew into brain cancer.
the next pure michigan commercial i see, i am going to pee in a fucking lake
cliffnotes. writing studyguide on last pack of smokes. glad this semester is over.
i have at this current moment imbibed enough alcohol to float immerse or otherwise submerge a goat of respectable size. tequila
I'm watching him slurp a whole mango out of her hand. It's disturbingly arousing.
The less money I spend on drugs, the happier my mom will be.
They said I was more of a mess than the German. I have achieved the unachievable, you may bow down to me
I'm so high that I'm intently watching my neighbor move his car back and forth in order to put his motorcycle in the garage, and getting irritated that it seems so complicated.
It reeks of weed and poor life decisions in here
I just fell out of my doorway to go to class so if that doesn't describe how my night went idk what will
You peed in my kitchen, while crying and insisting my floor was a toilet.
I figure blowing aggressively into a harmonica is better than screaming, "GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME YOU SOCIOPATHIC SUCCUBUS" to my sister, in the middle of an auditorium, during my mothers college graduation ceremony.
Let's make a rule now, to not smoke weed out of our trumpets. After tonight.
I just found a contact in my phone named "Nick from The Party". Who's nick?
I woke up in a warehouse with the words “Property of Adam” written on my chest in frosting.
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