I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
Yeah. I hotboxed a windbreaker.
There are reggae songs being written about me...where have I gone wrong in life?
it was fucking weird. cops showed up but they appreciated our 3 story bong. and then some girl tried to steal our cheese and butter
In case you were wondering, yes I did just watch the Katy Perry movie alone on a Saturday night. I'm so alone it makes a noise.
I've been wearing the same clothes for 3 days and they're covered in franzia
She's going to be the first to die of too much illness. Not even super bad stuff like cancer but like for having a cold at the same time as a sore throat and chlamydia or something. Just too much diseases.
I'm sure there are thousands getting dick today in the name of independence
You declared that afternoon sex will be referred to as "wet naps" from now on
You're never the same once you're dry humped on the frat house floor
Let's celebrate our freedom by getting high and doing stupid shit.
I want to be a supportive friend to her, but I also want to sleep with her ex now that he's single.
On another note I am sitting in my bed naked, buzzed, and working on a notecard for my 8:00am test tomorrow. I think I need to make better choices.
FYI, his "son" is a Chihuahua.
It was great. He never spoke.
That's not why it was great, just that's all I remember.
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