I got so high last night I started crying because i couldn't stop thinking about how scary space is
guys are not supposed to queef...right?
my sisters under your porch take her home
i'm using a wine bottle as a spitter. how classy is that.
i'm sitting in the pool eating chicken pot pie with my little brother's friend. moments like these are the reason i love weed.
I know I know. I considered playing it sober but after I typed out IS SHE A GENIE? I knew it was impossible to hide.
I would personally love to see the surveillance video of me throwing my stuff inside, peeing on the sidewalk, then crying hysterically when I realized I locked myself out. Again.
Tell me right now I did the right thing by not fucking my sick gf at 3 am with her family home... Tell me my balls hurt for noble reasons.
I liked a picture of him with his pants around his ankles, if that doesn't say I'm into you, I don't know what does.
It wasn't like a party or anything. They played PlayStation and talked about sports. Then I threw up on his porch.
I think I just got judged by the pizza guy. dude, you deliver fucking pizza. you need rethink YOUR life.
I have managed to reach the 'after meth poster look' before lunch here...
Don't ever feel guilty about what you put in your mouth best advice my gma ever gave me lmao
He's like... An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It's almost unsettling
Yeah plus that night got so disgusting it's basically a repressed memory anyway
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