i dont remember who you are as you are in my phone as "mr. peanut."
Awkward medical moment of the day: A very obese girl with a disorder that literally makes her hit herself punched herself in the face. Literally. While screaming 'MCDONALDS MONEY'. Right. Beside. Me.
going to class early so i have time to go on the moonbounce. this is why i go to art school.
You are forgiven. I sent you a picture of a pumpkin man as a gesture of reconciliation.
I almost itched my nose with the lit end of a cigarette. Help.
Guess who just got caught by mall security having sex in a car in the parking lot... at noon. This chick.
The only thing I like when I am high is sex. And Cheez Its. But mostly sex.
If your night didn't end with writing a witness report for the cops at a shwarma place, your night was probably less interesting than mine.
I need to reevaluate. My boss gave me drug money. I overslept on my couch. And I had my student teacher go to McDonald's and get an egg mcmuffin for me.
That's a good 5 hours of "I have no fucking idea what I did".
I successfully navigated a full, lengthy interaction with my dad in which he never asked me if I was freshly baked. 10 points.
On a scale from 1-10 how fucked up would it be to buy weed with my fafsa money?
It's a study aid
My uncle showed up to pick us up at the bar just as I bought a drink so I put it in my pocket #drunksmart
Should I wear my "kiss me I'm highrish" shirt for my drug screen today?
A condom just fell out of me. Happy Tuesday.
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