Sometimes I wonder if we could be friends if we lived closer.
Nothing too bad. Lost a stuffed horse on a stick and tore my clothes off. Again.
I don't know what you're doing, but there's a dragon on my street.
On my arm I have 12 dashes, and below is written "plus 2 pretty stout whiskey drinks, so, you be the judge"
can you call in chlamydia to work? like if the antibiotics they gave you for it are giving you the shits...
I think whatever his name is just puked on the stairs. Just an fyi for the morning. Love you.
Girl walking by was talking on the phone about how he needed to write a gratitude list in her letter to god this week. Too stoned
After the Patriots lost I punched him in the face. But I still feel like that isn't a good reason to dump me.
This is true. I'm still having Jess write "no drugs" on my left hand and "except weed" on my right hand
Laying on a pile of just out of the dryer clothes because this is NOT real life.
I got high with the cantor. Rethinking this whole non-practicing Jew thing.
It's the warm chocolate goeyness of a brownie combined with the heavenly taste of weed-smell... Why have I never done this before?
I don't think I'll get invited back. I drunkenly told her that her kids would be perfect for a pro-abortion campaign.
Went to my bottom drawer for my stash , gone just a note says thanks sucker love dad
I may just have to resign myself to life in flats. He's a sexy little chipmunk that worships me.
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