I love how my brain works. It's like being on drugs without the costly upkeep.
I'm thinking of writing "I have herpes" on my stomach in sharpie that way I'm not tempted to show my tits tonight
Apparently I did my philosophy paper last night. It's not bad either.
Is it obsessive that I keep picking my crazy sex rug burn scab so it leaves a scar I can remember him by?
The one from last night got me a whole floor of Eskimo Brothers. There was a celebration of high fiving as I left
I just smoked my last bit of kief with a grill lighter. This is what crackheads must feel like.
I think I just got a contact from my own exhale. Def dying.
besides i was ending his dry spell. it's written in the bible that jesus likes that right?
we have to top last new years. except im not ready for jail. that can wait a couple years
I'm not sure if it was the 11 shots or your naturally vibrant personality but I recall you being quite noisy that evening
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
I'm not going to pass up the opportunity to be half naked and covered in glitter without facing judgement or legal prosecution. I'll be there.
Just had sex to Jesse & the Rippers. Can check that one off the bucket list.
Ok so I need a recap of last night...
YOU SPENT SIX DOLLARS AT NICKEL BEER NIGHT!!! How's that
It's all fun and games until your mom recognizes your bootycall from 2018 as her attorney
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