What are you doing?
High. Watching Billy Mays infomercials...
That guy could sell me cancer.
See it, we're so close, i smell your vagisil
i love how i spend my mornings exploring my phone to see what i did last night.
By the grace of god and the ingenuity of Alexander Graham Bell, this text message is made possibe: YOU ARE A WHORE
New Years Resolution for 2011 : QUALITY cock. Not quantity.
Also got home. Still stoned. Mom was up. We made a pizza and were writing a children's book. Sleep good.
Had "I should be in prison or dead" storytime at the bar. Found out James has done blow off a dead guy. Overwhelmed and speechless.
winnie the pooh came out of nowhere and offered me a burrito...it was a fucking amazing burrito.
After getting all 4 of my wisdom teeth removed I asked my dentist how much better would I be at head
I'll only sleep there if we can bone on your balcony.
Well as if this year didn't suck enough already, I can now count 2015 as the year I got chlamydia
To shove my foot up anybody ass who tries to start shit. I'm not takin shit this year. That and I wanna volunteer somewhere to help make a difference
Can you explain to me why I showed my boobs to the firemen to get free beer?
These girls next to us are doing shots called bath salts. Sadly this is the classiest bar I've been to since i moved to PA
anything below 65° is too cold to be naked on a roof
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