Holy shit I just stopped short on route 18 because I thought my gps was saying I had to turn right in 11 feet. After almost hitting the guardrail I realized I had to turn in 11 miles.
Fuck I'm high.
my house keeper must think I'm a prostitute.
The seats are awesome but you see two of each player.
He's trying to kill me, one liver cell at a time. It's going to be a slow, but awesome death
Favorite thing said to me in 2012: It's like you have two tongues!
Were you keeping a list?
i'll llet you know if at any point this night starts to make any sense
I think my favorite day of the week is the day we get to fuck
I walked into my room last night at 4 am and there's a random dude in his boxers eating oatmeal on my futon. I looked at him and went to bed
Keywords: shitstorm, police, jail.
The porch is breathing.
STAY OUT OF MY SHROOMS YOU CUNT
I feel as if some line has been crossed, but only in this vague, WTF sort of way.
I want to fling myself into the sun
Man I gotta stop stashing shit when I'm high. I just spent 2 hours searching for my bag of pot and eventually found it in fucking a bandaid box.
I just punched myself in the vagina to prove a point. Please pray for me.
i have a serious question for you... Why I am i not wearing any pants?
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