just woke up. wallet empty. bottle empty. tattoo in pen on my arm. smell like bad sex. woke up alone. and wall-e is playing on my computer. need answers.
i just shit 3 out of the 4 types of matter
planned parenthood is perfect for picking up chicks...they all put out
There are regrets in my world today- mostly jager at that fucking altitude
I wanna die of smoke inhalation. In a huge teepee. Or one of those big things kids in kindergarten have that you throw up in the air then sit inside of.
i'm in that phase where i'll swallow anything except food
I vaguely remember taking a yard light, holding it up like the statue of liberty, and all of us at the party chanting the national anthem. What a glorious night
Also was told that I was her "third favourite booty call" - I'm taking this a good thing right?
It's a podium place so yeah...
Come through the front door when you get here.
Right now I'm so wasted I can't determine whats a door and a window.
All I know is when I checked my phone this morning google translate was open with "help the cow ate my robot" translated to French
He wants to make me arch my back "like I'm having an exorcism". Not sure if I'm turned on or freaked out.
wheres my face? and why is my pocket so big?
Man, I miss taking bong rips in my room. Now they are bringing dogs around so all my stuff is hidden in random places up in the woods. I literaly have to hunt and gather just to get high.
You were telling everyone in the bar that Jess gave you scurvy.
I didn’t spend $100 for a wax to sit here and listen to you FT your brother to complain about how bad the Jets are.
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