last night was a success...if success means i don't remember the guy's name and my panties are somewhere in the parking lot behind the bar
well, tey weren't taking lap dances as payment today
Someone will be leaving this trip either pregnant or devastated.
dude last night I threw my weed into my back yard. there is now a foot of snow. after an hour I found my weed. if I put that effort into school, i'd have a 4.0.
And he was super vague about his life, it was frustrating. I totally boned a homeless guy, didn't I?
I'm sitting at home, day drinking, while watching crossroads with brittany spears. I'm not the person you should be asking for advice right now.
The rest of us are chipping in to soundproof your bedroom. This is getting ridiculous.
I can't tell you what you just drank, that would ruin the point of Mystery Monday.
Im shrooming at the foot of a tree on top of a mountain. Feeling fly as fuckin socrates and bon iver.
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.
Beans, may the odds of a nip slip and drunken make out session be ever in your favor
sometimes you just gotta eat tacobell at 2am and cry all your feelings out
Your pictures have evolved a lot over the years but I think your angry dick pic phase was one of my favorites
When Dad gets to your house, ask him about the sound of anal beads. Happy Thanksgiving!
I'd date him. I'd date the fucking shit out of him.
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