i wanted to be an indian when i was a child. apparently you cannot grow up to be an indian.
I don't even know what beauty is right now. I wouldn't even pity fuck me today.
you know it's gonna be a good 4/20 when you start saving up for it in january.
You want anything?
Gatorade and you naked.
I have whiskey and jager. There's no telling what kind of monster will emerge
Number of twigs I found in my hair: 5
The usual, im laying out. Ipod on shuffle, Large spray bottle to cool myself of and a smaller one filled with chilled vodka. I can spray the vodka right in my mouth without even opening my eyes. THIS IS LIVING....
Idk. The last coherent text said something about $25 & dimes. And then...it's just letters...
you were crying saying "if you love me you will find me a loaf of bread"
It's gay softball weekend. Lots of hot gay strangers to go home with.
I have got to stop taking so many uppers and downers simultaneously. My life is a Dali painting.
Steve brought 6 joints and 2 bottles of makers mark, Josh shat himself in the pool, and Amy blew me. Hope that extra 3 dollars an hour for working overnights is still worth it.
He broke his arm in a fistfight with the bouncer. it was neat.
I just want to nap all the time and eat Chinese food.
That's the only way to watch Gumby. Either age 5 or high.
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