Your face is a jimmy john
It started with Hannah Montana and ended with alcoholism.
so far i wrote 500 words for a paper on sean paul performing we be burnin..i can officially do anything on adderral
In other news I saw a pack of make believe zombies walking down green st.
gotta love wednesdays
it wasnt like "sexy" or whatever. like...she was smiling just standing there butt ass naked
tasteful.
Too late, the blunt's already in my cleavage
I wonder if our vaginas are like "o thank god, no strangers breaking in tonight." Baahhhh sooo bad
sometimes after I smoke and the high has gone away...the high will come back like three hours later for a brief yet gripping ride.
that's usually when I end up in someone's house, having sex with someone else, while that someone's roommate makes us mozzarella sticks.
I'm so hungover all I can do is stare at my curser and hope it starts moving on its own
My garbage can has nothing in it besides condoms and candy wrappers. That's good garbage.
I built a fence. For the bunnies we're going to adopt. I'll fill you in when you get home.
My dad just told me I can't passout in the driveway after the 4th of July parade this year, again
I don't think I've ever met a guy with a bush bad enough that I would choose a cactus over it.
So we'll go out later for condoms and cake batter... aka grocery shopping for champions.
Why the fuck is there raw bacon in my bra. I don't even have a stove.
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