God. I'm so broke I don't even have a dollar to snort my adderall through.
curled up in a ball on my bed listening to my "cuddle with a boy" playlist. prettty high.
yea i thought the egg drop soup tasted weirdly like cum, and then i suddenly remembered what happened last night.
i'm never eating chinese again.
man, work is way more interesting with these acid flashbacks.
Everything tastes like Lysol. Am I dying?
the only way to explain how i feel is someone rolled me down a big fucking hill and then a dog came a took a huge ruthless shit in my mouth at the bottom
The bar tenders gave me the number for a "taxi"... It's just a dude with a van. In retrospect, pretty sketchy. Robert was cool though.
There's glitter in my speakers, piles of cheezits on the floor, a random Audi in the driveway and a homeless dude napping in a lawn chair in the backyard. Wtf happened last night?
WHY AM I CRAWLING IN OLDER MEN HOLY JESUS
I tried to smoke out of half a banana, and lit my nose hair on fire. So I feel like that sums up my life pretty well.
You've never really lived until you tell someone you have an STD over snap chat.
I think someone cast a spell on the lazy stoner rich boy stereotype and it came to life and called me.
George disappeared two hours ago with a stripper named "delicious." Haven't seen him since
He was walking around and kept offering the neighbors flamingo lawn ornaments shots of vodka.
I miss your drunken presence, and strong odor of hard liquor and potent weed.
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