There was an extended period of my adolescent life where my friends and I would get high, drive around in my minivan listening exclusively to the wu tang clan, and intentionally crash into snowbanks
What should i be more turned off about... his massive collection of condoms or that he asked me to sign my name by number 68 on the list posted on his wall?
I think the two go hand in hand.
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
My right boob is officially about a handful while my left is 1 and 3/4 handfuls. I'm staring at the mirror falling into a deep depression.
Just saw ur booking photo. Love that u were already wearing orange. Its like u knew
Jail wasn't bad. Was poppin Xanax the whole way there
I'm with some lesbians. Somehow I offended them and the Justin Beiber one told me I was fat.
I'm back in the dating scene now... Since the legality issue calmed down. And my stalking charges were dropped.
He's like a fucking cake pop, the greatest thing in the world while it lasts, but it never lasts for long enough
If we all have the time, and the weather permits, and you have no plans, we should have another go at Operation Get Our Carless Friends Laid. All the lonely people will be out. We can take our lonely people out too.
Sorry for all the snapchats, I wanted you to feel like u were in America getting plastered with me
I did cocaine off my boobs last night. Then I wrote two essays and went on a run. Go me
Do you know how fucking great a bath bomb is when you're high?
Babe, Have you see my pants?
Try Jay street in Brooklyn.. that's where I last remember seeing them.
Are you serious?! She sent a pizza instead of showing up?!
She did indeed. Papa Johns. It helped because I was super hangry. That bitch is smart!
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