we're talking about where were going. or where we stand. but yeah we'll basically be doing it in the hallway so just ignore us
what was i supposed to do!? wake up and actually ask her name??
she just convinced the cop to buy us ice-cream sandwiches. best/worst stoned experience ever.
She's currently celebrating her completion of "Sober October" with "Margarita Shit-Show November."
i looked down and was like "oh shit thats blood" then it was like "shit, thats not my blood." then it was like whos blood is this??
iphones do not disturb setting is the biggest cock block to my 3am booty calls
Honestly I'm so excited to go to bed I feel as if I don't deserve to be in my early twenties.
I can't even masturbate without crying fuck this break up
I just went to add a song I had never heard before to my "high as fuck" playlist and it was already there.
Should I have spent my entire pay check on Crown Royal and LSD? No. Do I regret it? Also, no.
I snuck out three pillows from the hotel i was rolling so hard. They are like little clouds. I regret nothing.
We've had gay sex and pie, the holiday season has officially begun.
Oh god theyre drunkenly throwing knifes now, definitely the best movie I've worked on
fuck sobriety. I want to wake up tomorrow in a park or some shit.
Lest it die in the depths of eternal drunken recall denial...we peed in the street. Middle of the street. Simultaneously. Peed. Street. Middle of street.
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