Sorry I wasn't really responding earlier. I was really fucking high and so into that car chase.
got a scholarship and a hot psych teacher. hello spring 2010
Just checked my bank account while shitting blood. Neither action felt good when I was done.
Its what jesus would do if there were bud light in his time. I feel obligated.
they arrested me when i was peaking, i'm pretty sure they were specifically looking for me but i was too busy rolling around, loving the grass to notice the police car..
I just had a 30 minute conversation about hummingbirds. That high.
I miss high conversations.
Swinging. Is. Amazing.
I went in the closet and cried, then the bathroom and cried, and lastly he showed me his penis and I cried. It was a weird night.
I don't need you anyway! I have puppies and booze!
I told him we could use my stove to make weed brownies, from that point on he kept reffering to me as "best pledge ever"
He fed us edamame like baby birds. Slowly all coming back to me.
I immediately woke up from my nap, made myself a screwdriver and got in the shower. I know it's spring break but I'm still questioning my life choices.
I came over to get dick...not to watch you vacuum....at 2 AM
He can't say no, it's my spiritual goddamn quest.
the cop said "drunk and disorderly" like it was a bad thing
DID YOU OR DID YOU NOT, PEE IN MY FUCKING TRASHCAN?!
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