Learned a lot. Like boys with frosted tips still exist. And that they're sensitive to constructive criticism.
i cleaned the weed out of my bowl, pretended it was a spoon and ate oatmeal with it. my mom cried
we need 14,000 post its to execute this plan
She actually pushed her roomie out of the way and said 'You already fucked him it's my turn!'
the party has pretty much ended, it's just 20ish of us jumping and grinding to music from some guy's phone in the corner.
There are panties and mini bottles of Fireball in my purse. Except for the broken toe incident, I'd say last night was probably a success.
You. Dating a sex offender cop. Life writes itself sometimes.
Eight drinks in. Subject is fondling chips before eating them. Intoxicated texting has expanded from best friend to random guy I met in FBLA.
I think the worst part about being a real adult is 1)having a high stress job that makes me want to get stoned 2)paying for reefer using my own money 3)realizing my boyfriends children probably have more weed connections than I do anymore
We just got in a fight with grandma b/c she tried to tell us you didn't go hard.
I'm sobbing to NWA
There were firefighters and a fire truck up the street. I asked what was wrong and their exact words were "Just a tiny explosion; it'll be all right"
I miss my innocence.
I miss being able to say, "I've never done this before."
All I wanted was a good weekend full of booze, laughs, and maybe some penis. Instead, someone is in the hospital, I didn't sleep at all last night. And not because I got laid.
I no longer have the means to support both a women and an alcohol addiction
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