um. i met him on myspace...we text now, he lives down the street
sleeping like a two year old who chased ambien with a bottle of whiskey.
maybe you should start leaving anonymous bottles of booze on his doorstep with love notes attatched. that always gets me.
He puts stickers to promote his new shirt company in every sack he sells. He's like the donald trump of weed
Im eating the cereal I found in my pocket and drinking wine out of the bottle.
Just stared at a tree for a solid 5 minutes because I thought a German Shepard was perched on a limb.
AND WHAT FELONIES DID I MISS OUT ON WHILE SLUMBERING!?
just like cleaning my room and being more organized in my life. more so just making sure a toaster doesn't end up in my car again for 2 months
GOOGLE HAS JUST RELEASED AN UPDATE THAT ALLOWS YOU TO CATCH POKEMON USING MAPS. Pack your shit, our time has COME.
When I'm drunk I really like to hold dicks. Like, affectionately.
The pee I just pissed was about 7% better than the one at your house. But both are pretty far up there.
I mean it could have been worse, I could have been sober.
I think about him when I masturbate so I guess you could call it love
I woke up not knowing what state I was in. Turns out, people from Deleware are pretty helpful.
It's days like today that make me happy I'm not a porn star.
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