Regardless of the degree, it's probably not good to relate so closely to the Steve-O documentary.
i was in the bathroom puking my brains out, a girl walked in and said "i just came to do the same thing" so i told her i would move over and share the toilet. its better than being alone.
The hookah bar is playing i'm on a boat. I believe in god again.
"reccomended dose" hasn't been in my vocabulary for quite some time.
it's been a while because I don't count the hooker
Standards? I'm sitting on his couch eating microwaved ramen wearing his wife's t-shirt. I don't remember what having standards even feels like.
I think my mom knows im high. It could be because im slow dancing with my cat in the kitchen. The dip and kiss is what gave it away.
I'm the only one who goes to a bar and leaves with an extra twenty bucks and a pumpkin.
I'm back in the dating scene now... Since the legality issue calmed down. And my stalking charges were dropped.
Seriously considering modifying my computer case so it can dispense wine. I need to make a bunch of changes and reorganize it's guts anyway....
I need thought I would ever have to use the phrase "Don't fart on that Calzone".. Thanks for that
this periodpocalypse needs to be over. I need head
After 2 minutes he came and said, "thanks for everything". I can't wait to hear what he says next time when I do more than just lay there.
I'm at the gym. I've taken enough caffeine to feel inspired to be a low budget instagram fitness model. I totally forgot my push up bra though
We're hate flirting, damnit.
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