I hate having morals and standards the next morning.
Well the light went out so I was throwing up by candle light. Strange moment in my life.
I don't even have to sign up for karaoke at duncans anymore. The karaoke ppl just sign me up themselves. Without my consent. I also sang stacys mom to some lady named Stacy who's mom died yesterday.
My cousin's dog just exhaled smoke. My job here is done.
Her divorce is going to cut into the amount of time we spend fucking.
I'm in awe of how selfish that is.
Sorry really high. We have no lighter so we're lighting the bowl with rolled up paper towels lit by candle which also lit with a rolled up paper towel that we lit with the stove eye
You thought your socks were broken. They were just inside out.
What is the current exchange rate for ramen to jello shots?
Just used my front-facing camera to check my pupils. Technology!
After everything you did, you followed it with "Oh God, that's something a high person would do. But I'm not high." So yeah, you're not getting near my stash again.
I look like a bag of dicks so if you could ugly yourself up that'd be great.
Well, it's a fine line between people-watching and boob-staring. It's a gray area. But we're in Paris. Let's leave it at that.
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
He had a flex off with himself in the mirror but he thought it was someone else for at least 20minutes.
Haha idk you were stealing pizza dough at dominos
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