just walked past a group of stoners who were staring open jawed in the spice aisle. tonight they will stumble upon something amazing.
There is a bruise on my cock the size of a golfball. Bad sign.
Literally been drinking for 10 hours. Hammered. Roasted chestnuts fell out of my shirt earlier.
I puked in my fridge last night while I was trying to get water
Pizza toast. It's like pizza but on toast. BC we are broke. OMG its so good.
You would never do this sober.
My nipple piercings are like the guardrails, that's why they feel so safe.
I think I shall call his penis Gatsby. We talk about it all the time, but I never see it.
I just want to fall into a pit of xannies and eat my way out.
Like I actually don't feel all that great but the fact that I'm not projectile vomiting at work makes life seem so magical
Well I walked the wrong way for a little bit and I don't remember if I fell asleep or not but I definitely laid down under the over pass for a while
His chest is so hairy i want to pet it with my nipples.
At least I know that however bad my life gets and how low I can feel I'll never feel shitting in a red robin parking lot low
Girl just left one of the apts upstairs carrying a giant bottle of kahlula and a lunchable.... I feel like we could be friends
There's a big ass bed, hella ecstasy, and I can guarantee you'll regret every second that you remember.
I'll bring spiced rum
I am not drinking that devil juice
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