I'm skeptical of all drag queens.
my weekend in 10 words or less: hot friend of a friend, open bar, beach house, sore. In that order too.
3 st and 6 ave. One dollar pitchers. Look out world.
I am too high to leave where I am...And they are listening to Stained. This is my living hell.
I had forgotten what it was like to go to all four classes. It's exhausting.
we saw a llama on the side of the road. That's when we knew everything was going to be alright.
Im at the zoo right now high out of my mind and feel as if the animals are watching me and Im the one in a cage.
It's like eating cereal and milk but instead of cereal it's gummy bears and instead of milk it's vodka.
sooo what's the appropriate music to listen to after you find out the dude you been fucking, is legit married with kids...what genre is that?
You made me pull over because you thought a leaf was a twenty rolling across the road.
I should work for the FBI. Or planned parenthood.
That's quite a broad spectrum. What did you do?
How's my sex life is me mastubating next to her dog. that's how it's going.
She's so high she just screamed into the pile of takeout boxes "which one of you gave me diarrhea"
death bed.
death patio
stfu you slept on the patio!?!
anything below 65° is too cold to be naked on a roof
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