no more stoned jack in the box. this is the third night in a row.
FUCK TREES I CLIMB BUOYS MOTHERFUCKER
STOP listening to that song
he just watched a baby story on tlc while high and just called me screaming he never wants me to get pregnant
then he said we can't have sex anymore because ill hate him.
She smells like mac and cheese, right after you add the cheese. It's strangely erotic.
Don't forget your talking to the guy who got arrested for throwing beads back at the Mardi Gras floats. You can't deny that's a first, and neither could that cop.
Still in Rome. Hooked up with frat boy from SoCal that's studying abroad. He said he was 1/8 italian. I'll take it.
Are you in a cab?
I'm close- can you order me a bowl of vodka?
This tent reeks of fear and sangria
will barter weed for kareoke machine...
Well that's another check off the sexual bucketlist of things I never wanted to experience.
See, thats where im at with my life, welcome to the slut yaht we will be cruising comfortably all summer at an extremely drunken relaxing pace S.S. Slut Bucket
Im not coming back to that place until im drunk. If I walk in there sober Ill start screaming uncontrollably. Not words, just sounds.
She had sex with a starfish painted on her face. Thank you Halloween
SCOTCH AND CIGARS AT THE TITTY BAR. YOU ARE COMING WITH US.
It looks like I jerked off a rainbow.
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