I just rolled a joint with a page from On The Road by Kerouac. I have never felt like more of a hipster.
I woke up in the penthouse and did lines off the to of the fireplace. This is not real.
high. he's playing 'oops i did it again' on the ukelele. is this real life?
Just woke up to my stoned boyfriend building a shrine around my bare ass. He'll never leave me.
It says a lot about how well I know you when I can understand messages of yours that say things like "sauteed Jesus."
I'm babysitting my fucking roommate he took out the screen and is trying to throw dishware in our fucking pool after he repelled off our balcony
He has pizza coupons and a hammer next to his toilet.
I run into you far too many times while completely stoned and/or drunk for this not to be fate. It's like god is telling you to fuck me.
It has been happening a lot lately.
And then we can spend New Year's Day sprawled across the tiles watching greys anatomy and puking into the bushes over the balcony. It'll be great
I want to be the sort of person he can respect in the morning once the drugs wear off.
i think the last part kind of negates the first part there
I decided not to look up the nudes, because I believe that there is a line, and that mocking my old classmate's horrid nudes alone crosses that line.
I'm six Popsicles away from an existential breakdown.
In fairness you've introduced me to a lot of people I've only met once, for like 5 seconds, while drunk
You literally just told me you're ditching me because of pizza. PIZZA? Wow.
I went to a swingers party and came home with a boyfriend. I love my life.
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