Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
plan parent hood is for high school, im at the abortion clinic, so college.
I just woke up naked clutching a Taco Bell bag.
Theres a handprint of sauce on my frig, one streaked across my face, a trail of it to my bedroom and sauce all in my bed and i have no idea what the fuck i ate.
this is you don't wonder off at 3 am with no pants on. Just stay there and pray to god you don't get arrested for being on school property.
Somehow me not being able to breathe due to cocaine doesn't seem very domesticated.
Yay for living on the edge. I'm trying this new thing where I stop mom-arming people and promote bad decisions. It's working quite well.
I got laxative. And a toothbrush. Because who wants to buy just laxative on a Friday night?
I'm about 95% it's a collapsed lung. Go big right?
Dude, she doesn't even live here... She just can't eat all our food and masturbate on my dog's couch...
If you loved me you'd bring cheese fries and a condom
I'm just saying; the box truck will cost less then dorms or rent, and we can always crash where the party is.
YOURE ABOUT TO SEE SO MUCH UNCIRCUMCISED DICK
Just woke up. Will be over soon. DON'T LEAVE THE CHAMPAGNE UNSUPERVISED.
I just put a pill up my vagina. It was little like a quail egg. There is so much happening up there right now.
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