I looked up to you, until I saw her walk out of your room.
Ok love is a little strong. But he consented to Nachos, beer and board game date with my cats. Keeper.
Hey so summary of last night. I threw up in a rain boot then tipped it over on my bed, did my laundry and passed the fuck out. I feel like I didn't see you.
he puked in my glove box, looked up at me and said "There's not much to say"
God gave him joint rollers for hands
Last thing I ever expected to say, "Get your finger out of my ear or I will stop sucking your dick."
Today wasn't Sunday Funday, it was more like Sunday god is taking a shit on my life day
And I'm stuck at home while my dad's in vegas hanging out with Zach gali... Zach... That guy from the hangover
Also, my phone suggested the phrase “puke in the mailbox" how many times have I had the need to text that to people?
The resort was totally empty, just June and I. Which of course lead to EXCESSIVE day drinking and outdoor fucking. FYI Dominicans LOVE to watch.
i was sitting in the back of a squad car completely stoned watching airplanes take off
What! You have to go to class. Otherwise, you're wasting money that could have been spent on weed. Gotta get that shit in perspective.
I'm going to get high and eat ice cream until the pain goes away. You're welcome to join.
Should I be worried if two ants just crawled out of my purse?
Yes!
Hurry I'm alone dressed like a prostitute eating French fries.
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