I've eaten ice cream, mentos, an extreme gulp and swedish fish today. i feel like diabetes. the actual disease not a person with it.
I'm not high anymore, I decide when it's done.
There are the 2 BIGGEST tools by me-- at our table. I hate them. But they're not ugly and I may make out with them later. And hate myself. Definitely hate myself.
Kinda wish I banged him. I need the exercise.
They said an hour before I even see a doctor...and they noticed the shots tally on my arm.
Its important to me that you know there is a tambourine down my pants.
There's a person in my phone named motor boat. I love making new friends.
I was tied up in bed before noon, the rest of the day can go to hell.
Okay so for future reference and your own safety I should probably tell you that it is not cranberry juice in that bottle on the kitchen table.
I drew a nude short fat middle aged woman today and liked it
It was honestly one of my favorite days in art class except for the 20 min she faced me and kept looking at me and we made eye contact
Mike's my new hero. There's a flagpole of hook-up's bras on his porch and a week's supply of beer in his fridge but he still has a great job.
Ok thats great. so just to recap: you fucked a billionare in his penthouse last night, and I had a glass of wine on the toilet.
I woke up saran wrapped to a chair....
... and this time i WILL NOT make out with anyone dressed as batman.
I'm gonna go take a shower so I can cleanly change into my drinking underwear.
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