he didn't want to fuck because he was too busy skateboarding. what are we 12? I'm too old for this shit.
I have absolutely nothing sober to say to you.
The bouncer yelled at him for poking at the guy selling roses, I think it's time to leave.
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
For the record we tried to find 4th of july porn. Did not turn out well.
My mom is lecturing me about 'invaluable housekeeping skills' while I google 'cocktails involving gin' on my phone. I can feel the generational gap looming in her silent judgment of my choices.
Unless your apartment has 3 am pancakes Im not coming over.
Everything is just really out of control. I hear puking from three different parts of the house. Roger has black eye from being punched. Kaiser tried shaving his head, but somehow burned himself. Music is bumping, but everyone is either puking and calling out for help or blacked the fuck out.
He used Kanye West lyrics to justify what happened and I accepted his logic
He's a fucking asshole. Who gives good head. And seriously I have never seen someone less committed to hair color
Things I have learnt this week: bubble mix is toxic. Extremely toxic.
Sex followed by chicken and waffles... Hands down my favorite morning plans. Count me in.
So. Somehow managed to fuck my contacts out of my eyes. Didn't know that was even possible.
I just met him at a place called the meat farm, Jesus be a shield.
Btw you guys passed out eating DP dough and watching Pocahontas... on a monday
it was stoner heaven..
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