4 words: hood of his car
weed, chlorine, and victory. my bed smells like i had sex with michael phelps.
Pot didnt help. Now Im even sadder but now im afraid of the clouds and the crickets.
Either he masturbated at the end of the bed or she gave him a bj. Either way my bed was shaking and I was uninvolved.
I really thought you were going to tell me you were pregnant on facebook chat. FACEBOOK CHAT. I almost cried.
Blood. All over. Pre coke adventure needs to slow down unless I'm involved
Okay wait let me power puke and then we can go dancing
Doctor just prescribed me 20mg Ritalin 3 times a day. It's becoming the "grain and oats" section of my food triangle.
in case you were wondering, even a BJ under a blanket on the back of a bus only lifts a 14-hour bus ride to borderline tolerable.
My dick can't jump between your dick and her mouth, man. It's impossible, I think.
i just stole a 8 pack of olde english 40s and 2 roles of duct tape. we are going to make edward proud tonight.
cool, get new shit, I dnt want the same old if it's my last drink ever
The world isn't ending you idiot. I'll grab beer
Everclear isn't food dammit
yeah, i'm probably gonna die. still gonna be totally worth it tho
I can't believe there are people our age getting engaged and I can't even find a solid coke dealer.
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