Too bad my thesis topic isn't "defining a hot mess: a study in drinking, smoking and other bad life decisions."
Fuck positive energy. I choose drinking instead,
i woke up with a wedding ring drawn on my finger...if this was vegas id be worried
I bruised my spine.. Jungle gyms were clearly not meant for sex.
You sat there for 20minutes trying to seduce the picture of my dad.
if by "adventure" you actually mean "getting ridiculously high and shaving our legs," then yes.
Announcement: Given the sad circumstances regarding the death of my dearest friend Chong the Bong, there will be a brief memorial service for him tomorrow evening at 10:30 at my place. After sharing some memories and sending his spirit off to the great bowl in the sky, we will all take place in the commemoration and maiden voyage of his son, Chong Squared, who eagerly waits to meet all of you. High blessings to you all, piece be with you.
I really am. The stoner chick wants to get a python.
Plus, I've always wanted to drive in rush hour with a huge cock drawn on my hood
I'm so high that I'm intently watching my neighbor move his car back and forth in order to put his motorcycle in the garage, and getting irritated that it seems so complicated.
Girl this is ridiculous I told my self that I would stop having sex in stairwells yet it keeps happening
I wore wrist and ankle weights while we had sex. Does that count as working out?
Do you know how close I got to throwing him over the edge of the canyon?
His acid is intense dude. I was just over at his place laughing about the hole in the wall I was convinced was a cat
Come get me...at gazebo by side entrance....im passed out in a bush...this is a Bar A bouncer texting for your buddy
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