i should write a book entitled 'the joys of being sexually objectified'
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
"Hung over, tired and having a faint scent of some body butter and random pieces of glitter from a girl named gigi, almost arrested in drug bust, $40 Canadian in my pocket and all i got was this lousy Tshirt" shirts dont exist, but they need to
we were fucking and all I could think about is how my silly bands were glowing in the dark.
I just don't see what's wrong with carrying a water bottle around.
It's not the bottle. It's the fact that you're drinking wine out of a sport bottle at 9 am.
The secrurity code on my debit card is 420, can not lose this card.
After the nose/jizz incident i think our relationship can handle anything.
He went 'unicorn hunting' and lost a fight with a fence. That's how he ended up in the ER.
I just used a baby fork as a roach clip. I am totally the cool aunt.
I'm doing laundry from this weekend.. That poor shirt I wore to the rave smells like a dead animal that rolled in weed and pain..
Sorry I couldn't reference you in my facebook quote. I will redirect any likes and comments straight to my blowjob efforts this week.
Apparently fireball doesn't mix well with my no carb diet
Stop jerking off to vines my recommended list on YouTube is getting weird.
CURRENTLY PLAYING FLIP CUP WITH A WORLD SERIES CHAMPION
Tequila shots and throwing it at a bell.
This is dumb. I'll keep doing it.
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