Pants 0. Shit 1.
90 In a 65. Talked my way out of it with the i have to poop story. i am the ticket jesus
There is nothing like getting stoned and spying on people with binoculars
Snuck into a camper in someone's yard. Hotboxing. Can't wait until they go in it.
Its like "fucckkkkk yooouuuuuu" is echoing up my esophagus
tequila?
yep
I just stood up and am wasted. I think I just admitted to my mom that I am trying to fuck everyone in New York because they're skinny and ethnically ambiguous. Meanwhile, happy hour isn't over yet.
It's all good. Going back to my room to try and air out my balls.
I just sneezed weed. Kinda wanna try to smoke it.
Don't talk to me about scholarly dedication until you've taken a final in boxers, a bloody tank top and a zip tie to hold your hair back. I wear the most sullied 4.0 crown of all time....
I feel like I deserve an award for facing my fear of penises in my face.
I lost all of my bathing suit tops.. This is both a success and a failure
I was a plus one at an intervention for a person I didn't know.
I'm ready to run through the streets naked yelling "HES ALIVE!"
sometimes you just have to listen to beyonce and cry. that's how life works
dude idk where I am. fuckin like. there wheat field and a horizon and shit. I think I got on a bus? some dude named Sam gave me a pamphlet about Jesus.
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