That guy over there looks like a cartoon/action figure.
omg, i know.
we're too high.
I don't know which is more embarrassing, the fact that I shat on the floor today or that I told you about it.
so you know how i got laid the other night? well a condom just came out of me and i dont know whether to be grossed out or happy
i am grossed the fuck out
im getting my college education on yahoo answers.
I think I'm going to die by hangover. I'm in my spanish class. So I guess I'm going to be muerte.
I'm having a chugging contest on the streetcar. The driver is judging.
Plus someone just passed me a joint through the window. BEST STREETCAR RIDE EVER
we seriously had to hang a plastic bag on his ears so he could throw up right into it.
He's trying to kill me, one liver cell at a time. It's going to be a slow, but awesome death
I vaguely remember walking down the highstreet with a plate of K offering lines to passers buy. I sold a line to a taxi driver.
Out of beer. Salsa pong. Never again.
YOUR DICK HAS BEEN IN ME I DO NOT WANT TO BE SET UP TO MEET YOUR FRIENDS
My RA just sigh me high as fuck acting like a zombie and scratching at my door. Thoughts?
And then I went through the chix filet drive through for breakfast in all my republican post sex glory
I'm worried about how taking care of my mom's dog while being on acid will go.
I feel like too many of my sentences start of with "Hey, fuckface!"
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