Well I thought that next 8 ball would either kill us or turn us into Gods
I have been standing totally still for the past 6 minutes because I was convinced my foot was tied to the ground. It turns out it was a string of hair strewn across my foot
and I didnt even know his name until this morning when we were laying in bed and he referred to himself in the 3rd person.
Well, both are illegal but one involves my vagina a whole lot less.
weed salsa. i deserve a nobel prize
i took it, then realized you live 3 ours away. but if you start driving now, im almost positive I'll still be hard
This does no justice to the amount of paint I'm covered in or the amount of balls I'm tripping.
But you can still look for dick after you find Jesus.
Don't patronize me, I thought of that on peyote, so it was basically like a message from God.
You fell in the corner and refused to get up unless someone helped you. And then you crawled under the pool table and took a nap.
Molly was fun. I was in a captain planet onesie in Wal-Mart talking to everyone haha
Update: day 5 and Scott has not left the apartment. Still smoking. Pizza roll supply dwindling.
I can't even spell what he said he was on. And I had to call 4 people before someone had heard of it.
just caught myself putting beer in the oven and pizza in the fridge. i should be a trainwreck by tonight.
I'd kiss your neck and collarbone and then run my tongue up your neck to just behind your ear
And then lightly kick the curve inside your ear
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