I'm the only one here who isn't hooking up, coming out of the closet, or crying because of one of those 2 things.
I'm home now. bring me food and boobies
my mom just told me how she used to love having sex while stoned. wtf.
We are like the golden girls with less cheesecake and more drugs.
oh well at that point I was already depressed with life because I had watched the bratz movie.
he was wearing 3D glasses the whole time.
I keep finding coffee grounds in my vagina
just saw a couple drunkenly stumble over to the family planning aisle of Walgreens. inspiring.
I'm not leaving bed today. And i guess my drunken ass last night hit my roommate in the face with a tiki torch then proceeded to cry while carrying around a picture of he who must not being name. I'm a piece of work.
I spent the whole weekend building houses out of popsicle sticks for my bowls. How was your weekend?
At one point 12 people dressed in care bear onesies were up on stage grinding super nasty, and two of the girl Care Bears were making out.
If this wasn't a hallucination, we need to go to this magical kingdom every night of the week.
I just used my dick as to measure where my desk would go because I don't have a tape measure or a ruler.
How drunk are you?
Completed.
I am real keen for none of this to be taken out of context so let’s just shut it down right now
Let's do something tonight. I feel like setting things on fire.
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