he just put it in my mouth and said "go"
I just made doing the dishes into a drinking game. crafty, or pathetic?
Awkward interaction of the day: Staring at some guy trying out if he is or is not the guy that woke me up yesterday by getting arrested in front of my apartment.
If it makes you feel any better, i gave her boyfriend a blowjob last week.
I asked him if his doormat had a name, then proceeded to sit on it for the next 30 minutes while signing that magic carpet ride song from aladdin.
I'll be on pinterest all night planning crafty things to do with my cats in 10 years.
I can feel my liver begging me to stop.
on a brighter note, the cop thought i could kick adams ass if it came down to that and said he had $20 on me if it ever happens
I just rolled over in bed and felt a bump. Turns out it was a lil nug. Talk about being princess and the weed.
he doesn't sweat normal. maybe that's what THC smells like coming through the sweat glands...
I can't tell if I'm still on the hangover from last night, or if I'm experiencing the one from tomorrow, because it was so powerful that it actually traveled back through time...
It's a sad statement on my day when the high point was getting a pap test.
pesky things like morals, self-preservation and cowardice are not needed. overkill is nothing but a word. there will be blood.
Sorry again for almost setting you on fire.
I'll be back in a hour going with Jason to get his nipples tattooed back on again
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