I walked up to her and said hello and wanted to ask her if she had fun last night... she asked me if we had met before.
Just made a drug deal by throwing my money to my dealers window and receiving weed the same way. We are the definition of typical lazy stoners.
I can't wait for paintbang. I'm going to throw a marker at a child. There will be bail money in my backpack in m trunk. Don't use it on beer.
Let's get one thing straight; we aren't in a relationship. We fuck and occasionally go to subway.
woke up to see a man wearing a sailor hat and covered in vomit sneaking out the door. Epic night indeed.
The last time I thought I had a UTI, I ended up having herpes. Sooo.. This time in preparing myself for cancer or death.
My dad picked me up from the bus station and as soon as he saw me he yelled "bus backwards is SUB!" and started laughing, I'm like 800% sure he's stoned. I'm so happy I came home for spring break.
Apparently my Ambien addled brain last night actually did decide to go ahead and photoshop you into various animal and human molesting scenarios. That's a hell of a thing to wake up to.
And then she sprinted three blocks through live traffic towards McDonalds screaming "THE GOLDEN ARCHES ARE CALLING ME"
Is it bad that I want a job purely so I can buy drugs with without feeling like I am sacrificing my future?
Why do you think I have a job?
My body is telling me there was tequila. My pictures say it was Jeff's fault
His face matches his life choices. Both are train wrecks.
There aren't enough words in the English language to fully describe how worried I am for your dick. And the rest of you, I suppose.
mid-october of freshman year. goals have shifted from "no more guys on my floor" to "all the guys on my floor."
Drunk is not a location!
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