it was a sick party until you insisted on putting on "that's how I beat shaq"
I think you missed the wrong class. Im pretty sure we were taught how to buy cocaine.
you grabbed his arm with one hand and the bottle of smirnoff with the other and headed off to your room you were on a mission
Yeah that's one way to look at it on the other hand MY FUCKING BED CAUGHT ON FUCKING FIRE
I dunno. Last time I went there I had got sexually propositioned by a Belgian prince.
My parents are takin me for chinese food for my 4/20 present.
I fucking hate you.
I have migrated to the couch. Minimal movement is still happening, but I should be mobile enough to go to the liquor store by eight.......so that good.
Would it be a good deed to leave a 32 pack of bud light next to a bum sleeping in the park?
I. Did. In fact. Sprain. My liver. This. Weekend.
Got to the gym, getting changed, found a jello shot in my shoes.
We just took an Eskimo family picture.. It's pretty cute honestly
he's a mother fucking interior design major!! we boned and fell asleep and now we're laying in bed discussing what color i should paint my room. i'm marrying him
An old Grimace plushie came to life and gave me a pretty knife. I'm never doing acid again.
Hahaha. I'm so high, this is gonna be so intense. Even the DVD menu scared the shit out of me.
Who put the toilet in the living room? This is extremely inconvenient right now.
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