it was all good till he told me to dance slow and quiet
I took chris brown's side in the conversation ... cut to me not getting laid tonight
i just made a "things you cannot forget to do this week just because you're high" list.
My aunt totally just drunk dialed me when i was super stoned, it was so intense
I just found cold cuts in the blender. You and beefeater can no longer have unsupervised parties.
She's still too new to the group to be comfortable with us just sitting down as a group and watching porn on the tv.
All I want is a camelback full of Jameson and the weather to be cool enough for me to wear rainbow spandex. Ugh. Pride problems.
It was disgusting, and I would've rather licked the condensation off the windows instead, but I figured that's wasn't very ladylike
I puked up my nose. THAT kind of night
I imagine it like the scene in Sorceror's Stone, but instead of flying keys, it's flying dicks.
That is a dream.
I've talked to too many cops in one week and I haven't even committed any crimes. I hate the suburbs
I am attempting to break the habit of calling him daddy.
She started crying, nearly punched a guy, started smoking multiple cigarets backwards and broke the slide on her bong. Why do I always end up babysitting the crazy ones?
Bowls and Harry Potter this morning. I guess work isn't so bad after all
You really do take on your dog's personality she sounded like her pug breathing when we were going at it.
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