i broke up with my boyfriend last night because i had to eat a freezy pop in every color and he ate the last blue one. i sat on the floor and cried for an hour at least. everyone left. so i decided that this whole weed thing isnt really healthy for my relationships.
just spent about 3 1/2 hours looking for a dollar so I can buy weed.
suggestion: become a stripper.
I didnt realize til after I got out of her apartment and into the lobby that we lived in the same building.
I'm not a pervert.. I just like to be naked...
Europeans suck. I just gave him head and somehow i am the one paying for the coffee
we put a pacifier in your mouth because you kept drunkenly singing country music.
Bro, she used the potato bongs to make French fries after. She's deff a keeper.
After some trial and error I found soaking my balls in maple syurip helps ease the pain.
Tell Taylor to rock on. Tell her she is so beautiful that the sun shines down on her face and shows her beauty. Tell her to live on, like Martin Luther King. He'll never die. He's living his dreams.
rigging a system to keep my jello shots cold in class. important election day work.
I was woken up at 6 am by a second grader trying to give me a sweatshirt for a pillow
You're right, I'd say my real all time low was when I let that fifteen-year-old feel my boob.
Yea. You locked yourself outside naked with nothing but running shoes and claimed it was a "parent trap thing."
Two days ago a random guy asked me to sign his forehead 'cause he wanted to have the name of the prettiest girl in the bar on him and never wash it. I just saw him and my signature still there...
we're tipping the strippers with chocolate coins.
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