Its about making memories worth repressing
I woke up to 'call me' written in red lipstick on my chest. Thats the hottest/sluttiest thing ever. I win at LIFE!
i am high, trapped with a bunch of skaters and asians watching a cat on lsd on youtube, the girl on the couch next to me is getting fingered, and there is lady gaga playing. god has forgetten about me
By getting ready I mean putting baby powder in my hair and possibly changing my pajamas to another pair of pajamas
im trying to make cookies in the george foreman
it would be nice to just get drunk, not hook up with anyone, and not die this weekend
I want to break up with him.....but he has a george forman grill...like I need that
I asked her to make me water, which in turn meant get me a glass. She handed me a cup of microwaved ice cubes.
We all just did coke and we're coloring so if you're sober its pointless for you to come over here
we didnt plan anything. just randomly met up in the park, both reached into our pockets and each lit up a joint without exchanging words. we're telepathic potheads.
I should rephrase... I'm trying to not sit on other peoples faces besides my boyfriends.
Come back. Shots need mouths.
he keeps various drugs in his kitchen cupboard like groceries. that is my new life goal as an adult.
Dude if I had a dollar for everytime she asked me to do weird shit with her when we were fucking I'd have like 4$
Like how do you live your life and have never made a grilled cheese? The audacity of some people
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