Holy wow, I found all the old poems u wrote me back when we were in looooooooove...just sort of wild to look back on, thought u'd like that
Getting high on the stoop of a brownstone in the middle oh harlem. Doesn't get much more hey arnold than this.
is it bad that I only want to go to my boyfriends house bc I want to see his roomate walk around with his shirt off?
I don't want her to kill herself before she gets over me, getting mentioned in a suicide note isn't very fly.
but it's kind of a high honor.
he walked in on you at the party drunkenly dancing alone on the bed wearing mardi gras beads, sunglasses, and using one ski pole as a microphone.... and you STILL got laid. i dont get your life.
I just got a Community College debit card in the mail. My failure has been materialized.
He asked if he could fuck me while on chat roulette.
Being high is an amazing excuse. I was using him for the potential of a beret, come on. I'd do that sober.
You were so high you insisted on spoon feeding me your KFC bowl while I was driving.
Was who let the dogs out playing?
Ya. You started barking when it ended
I just sneezed weed. Kinda wanna try to smoke it.
she came into my car to rip lines with our blow dealer as I was writing my essay on anti drug policy, i call it on site research
my new years resolution to eat more toast and mastrubate more often is going well so far.
its like my accent is a device for a 100% chance of sex every time i leave the apartment. i love being english in this country.
I'm pretty sure that cute cop drove me home. Especially since I found his card in my purse.
The lady in the stall next to me just screamed "why are you so hairy!?" and "why can't you get any!?" to her vagina. WTF
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