i wish that high-me and normal-me were two different ppl so that high-me could thank normal-me for setting out a feast before smoking
I wish that high-you wouldn't text me stupid shit at 3:30 in the morning
I ride home in a shopping cart. Don't at like you aren't jealous.
you rubbed the head of my dick and said "I shall call you Squishy and you shall be mine and you shall be my Squishy."
my dad just referred to me and my boobs as 'the three of you'
I think you can do her, she seemed pretty set for revenge the second time her boyfrind high fives her in the face.
Her face just looks like a massive mistake. That's the only legitimate description I can say about it
Btw, whenever you feel discouraged about your life, think about me being frantically upset bc my mobile porn site limited me to only 5 videos a day
It's getting increasingly easier to use his emotional instability to my advantage. That's about all he has going for him right now.
She made a roadhead CD. Can I marry her?
If sitting in the car passing a flask back and forth because the bar we go to is having some power issues on Christmas eve isn't Christmas spirit, then I don't know is.
That does it. We're drinking til we're pirates.
Had a guy spin me around at the bar, kiss me then say "oh shit you're not who I thought you were" and then walk away.
btw im having a "its finally warm enough for a bbq in Toronto" party tonight. bring all the alcohol you have. and hamburger buns.
we're in NC now and so far we've smoked a blunt in every state with the exception of Tennessee which we accidentally went to
I can tell that I'm high when listening to celine dion becomes such a life changing experience
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