I just put out an orange level terrorist threat on her punani
Nice meating you last night
Not a typo
I'm blazed at jack in the box and my order number is 420. I wish everything in the world made this much sense.
I'm thinking I had intended to send you pics cuz I woke up naked
I feel like I shouldn't be doing my banking stoned. But I bought a new bowl. Her name is Sharpe. Pronounced Shar-Pay.
Just write off about 10000+ brain cells and 6 months of your lifespan.
Sounds like a normal friday night
Nothing quite says Coachella like me doing high yoga in the middle of a field by myself
So I hear you're taking over showing your penis responsibilities now that I'm gone?
I last recall trying to play piano and asking justin for drugs. I would like to think I then gracefully laid down on the couch and shut my eyes like a sleeping kitten.
One door closes, one man cooks for you through the next open door
The true debate: do I prioritize going to bed and getting more than six hours of sleep or do I prioritize washing out various grease, leaf bits, and jizz out of my hair
I keep finding granola in my bed. This is what I get for sleeping with a guy from Oregon.
Two questions: is there going to be a bathroom at this party, and can we fuck in it. This will define whether or not I enjoy going to parties with you.
I remember waking up on the bathroom floor and seeing my teeth behind the toilet
Alcohol and video games. A solid Friday night. Even before covid
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