party is dying down. we just wrote whore in the yard with gas. Photos to come.
When he was fingering me, it felt/looked like he was digging around for pocket change.
I think a girl in front of me glued an ugg tag to a weird pair of boots.
franzia sundays are my new favorite holiday
We've finally come to the understanding that as long as our conversation stays stricaly sexual, we get along.
i no longer feel bad for not doin my schoolwork. im watching a porn in french. this MUST qualify as studying.
Everyone looked at me like I just fucked a gopher and was wearing it like a hat
We are hot boxing the gondola
I hate everything.
I found the bottle of ketchup and sobe you tried to hide in the middle of the lawn last night
I'm so sick
I would imagine. You did most of your drinking for brazil last night.
That and I think I got food poisoning from sharing nachos with that homeless guy..
I'm a gymnast. they should know better than to let me get dunk near anything i can flip on
If I don't go to Australia I'm using that towards a new car. If I do I'll use it to buy a koala.
btw you left your chapstick on the nightstand and bruises on my body...
gifts from me to you. you're welcome.
She said "I feel like I haven't reached my full potential" and I couldn't figure if she meant in life or with the weed..
I'm glad I didn't see Grandma stumbling drunk and peeing herself...it would be like seeing my future.
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