he whispered in my ear that he would be upstairs and i should come up. i stayed downstairs. he came back down and repeated to whisper in my ear. this happened about 5 times until he passed out.
remember tomorrow: you burned the inside of your nose with incense. it hurt.
Best text conversation ever. Other than the one we had about using blood for lube.
My hand is eating my burrito and not saving any for my mouth. TRIPPPPPPPPPPPPPPINN!
We're not too concerned with getting her out of jail. We're on a mission for donuts.
Everyone makes mistakes, yours just means you will forever be known as the chick that tried to steal a cheese plate from the funeral.
WHAT THE FUCK. SUCH A BAD IDEA. YOU'RE NO LONGER IN CHARGE OF NOSE SUBSTANCES.
trying to figure out what happened last night by looking around the apartment.
naked man under the piano. THE PLOT THICKENS.
We're so stoned that were both cuddling on the couch and crying over Forest Gump while eating popcorn. She asked me if I'd fuck away the sadness. I think she's serious.
Everyone keeps telling me I look so healthy and happy today: the power of the penis people!!
So I'm texting her. How do I steer the conversation toward "I honestly would be fine never seeing you again"?
Exactly best part of my night he took of his shirt and surprise traveler fanny pack
He literally stole all the change that was on my floor and ran away while I was peeing. I have to rethink my standards.
Talked to the dude for a hour . I now know where he lives, his occupation, his goals, his dreams and what his dick looks like.
We were dancing and then he pointed to the club floor and there was money that I dropped everywhere. That was the nicest thing someone has ever done for me.
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