Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
but why does your life always sound like the plot of a porn?
I tried to throw up out of my window but I forgot there was a mesh screen.
She's lying on the sidewalk wailing that she is gonna die alone, with hundreds of strangers watching us, and also we lost Kate, . Please help me
After the second day the hotel realized I wasn't responsible enough to have a comforter, so they took it for the rest of the trip.
nothing says roomie bonding better than a sunday shroom trip.
The worst part about getting "creative" and by that i mean baked is that i just wanna get laid right now and all im doing is eating nachos
It's blow job season.
Last time Jon threw a party I woke up on my porch, no shirt but 4 bras on, and "make better life choices" written on my stomach in sharpie
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
Just traded a sandwich for anxiety drugs outside the club. I fuckin' LOVE this place.
Watching boy meets world, drinking left over pink panty droppers and coloring in a my little pony coloring book. This is my Monday night
He's like a computer from 2001 in a 2014 world. It just doesn't work. Lots of glitches.
She has that type of face she reminds me of that weird girl from napoleon dynamite only taller and with hoop earrings.
Can't talk, I'm icing "sorry I barfed on your couch" onto a cookie cake
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