I puked in a mailbox on the way back from your house.
i wish that high-me and normal-me were two different ppl so that high-me could thank normal-me for setting out a feast before smoking
I wish that high-you wouldn't text me stupid shit at 3:30 in the morning
I got a lot accomplished today, and the day is still young! I built a fort, hot boxed a fort, had a tea party in a fort, and now realizing how high I am.
yea i guess its safe to say fire extinguishers are not synonymous with whip cream cans
i think the bruises are from the grocery store. on separate occasions. i've been spending a lot of time drunk at the market lately.
i have a vague recollection of being in the parking deck around 4 this morning, and on monday morning i was naked on the roof.
that would mean it's on tape
my debit card account is gonna say movie, movie, ice cream, movie, cheese fries, get a fucking life, movie
At least he's not married... I hate Halloween hookups
I feel like it'll be a success as long as she doesn't end up dead in a ditch. There has to be a line somewhere.
I need a burrito and a hug.
The last thing I remember was you puking all over the inside of my door and him yelling "PUKING RALLY!!!"
So I have a scar from when the stripper tore off my underwear .... Best birthday ever
You did profess your love for cotton multiple times and your hatred for all other fabrics
You're like the Mr. T of my A-team, only less gold jewelry and more pitying of fools.
That's the nicest thing anyone has said to me all day.
there is a spider sitting on top of my weed like he owns it or some shit
no but seriously tf do i do? i have that spider phobia but i think my lvoe of the weed overpowers it
Santi's no longer allowed to buy booze in my lane. Last thing I need is a midlife crisis looking at his Id again.
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