i was shrooming and she was sobbing. i was trying to be sympathetic, but i could see the veins working like worms under her skin. and then her face stripped down to the muscle.
what was she crying about?
i wanna say it was the lack of skin on her face but maybe she lost her job.
I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
I just realized his fb pic was taken in a public bathroom.
she's drunk at 2 in the afternoon again. at least my mother is predictable.
New justification for blow: drug week; 'how it's made'
I am sitting here. Drinking from a bottle of vodka. Eating shredded cheese from a bag and waiting on him to pick me up after he finishes with his girlfriend. This is what dreams are made of.
I'm working on finding a bottomless situation. Both pants and mimosas.
Also, they sell weed-chocolate covered strawberries. For the romantic stoner.
That was one of the best texts I got today
Soo I woke up in the storage room at best western....I dont even know what say
I'd say tonight was pretty successful. I rode an iron horse naked and sweet talked myself out of an MIC while wearing a bra filled with four loko.
Due to last night I think a roommate constitution should be made. The first law will be designed to prevent any chicks below a 4 to enter the house.
Chilling on my porch debating between pre work drinking or video games and getting high.
I walked in on him fucking my best friend. I think we've reached the point of following each other on twitter.
I plan to try out my new vibrator and watch Star Trek: The Next Generation. It's a busy night.
We're sitting on the kitchen floor drinking and talking about mounting real light sabers to the dog's head.
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