Remember that dream I told you about where I shit out my own skeleton? I had it again last night.
She is chewing on staples and spitting them at her cat, I think it's time to leave..
She texted her brother about how much she loved his hot tub. He responded three days later that he wasn't aware he owned a hot tub.
Sometimes I wonder if my parents know that I mean horny when I say lonely.
That's the only definition of lonely that I know.
No worries. On my way home to get ski poles and wipe the sick off my face. Then it's time to get drunk in the park
Today's weekday brunch started at 2pm, and consisted of $7 of sandwich and $50 of cocktails. Also, I hustled the bartender for about $3 playing nickel poker, but he may have been letting me win. Either way, he didn't get into my pants.
I think my body is a cloud. This mixture of things is heavenly. Dare was wrong, drugs are awesome.
He's saved in my phone as 'MURICA. I think it's safe to say I'm not exactly taking him seriously.
in that moment our bushes were one. and in that moment we were pure.
You know your acid trip is going well when the orange you're eating gives you a life lesson
I mayyyyy have moaned a name that wasn't his
I ACCIDENTALLY SUPER LIKED HIM. I JUST DELETED TINDER FROM MY PHONE.
Date with Air Force guy was nice btw. And for my next trick I'll talk him into fucking me in his fighter jet at 30,000 ft.
I don't know what the hell I'm going to do with myself when this is all over. I'll probably just go back to smoking pot and trying to learn italian.
THE SUN DOESNT SET TIL 647 YAAAAASSSSSSSSSS. Goodbye seasonal depression hello regular depression
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