btw, i had a dream i drank 260-proof vodka last night. thank god that doesn't exist in real life.
i've decided to use this saturday afternoon to take care of my pube situation
It smelled like mall pretzels. Of course I investigated.
When one is stoned and browsing online dating profiles all men sound like serial killers.
So my dealer asked me if I wanted to join his circle because we smoked so much this summer he thinks we're dealing
I'm just going to lay in a blanket cocoon of self pity for the next few months.
I know you're asleep, but I just had a motherfucking epiphany.
the bandages come off on Tuesday. we can try out my new breasts then.
We started off talking about nice cuddling and you turned it into fucking with a Santa hat on...
Dude we gotta go back to your cabin. left glenn. he's calling me crying and still drunk
After we had breakup sex it took him longer to say goodbye to my boobs than it did to me...
In my defense, there are at least three ways to die doing that, and I'm still here. America, Fuck Yeah!
So far my survey results are telling me to pawn the ring. Thoughts?
On a scale from 1-10 how fucked up would it be to buy weed with my fafsa money?
It's a study aid
There is sex in the air. Be careful where you walk.
Randomize
