I wouldn't necessarily call it an addiction, more of a passion. I'm habitually passionate.
you made cement angels. it was a great sight.
Yeah. Fortunately, the road to Hell is paved with naked 21 year old girls.
Which beats the fuck out of good intentions.
Walked into the bar with my burrito and ordered a round of shots for everyone. Not sure if I want to look at the credit card statement.
we agreed that it was acceptable to get the cat high as long as we gave her a lot of food.
He is to the point where he forgot I was in the front seat of his car while he was taking me home...that stoned
I don't have nearly enough visine for the dryness from sticking my head out the window on the freeway for 20 minutes. Child lock me next time.
I just walked into my exam wearing a mans tshirt and Alex's size 13 crocs twenty min late carrying only a pencil and my heels...I'm not real
I feel like it'll be a success as long as she doesn't end up dead in a ditch. There has to be a line somewhere.
haha it's ok, I asked people. I was like "I'm high and lost" and the dude just said "That's my life. Love it."
I sent a picture of my balls to one of my best friends, so basically it was an average night.
"We drove to the deserted part of the parking lot, and that's where we blew each other. It was so romantic."
When we started the night I was in zebra wedges & she was in my black boots... I woke up wearing pink flip flops & the mirror on my rental is fuxked up. Wtf happened last night?
we got cockblocked by his mom again...its like she has a radar on me
please stop trying to sleep with him
I had to ask my mom to look for my kegle ball...
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