i'm pretty sure god just pointed at me and laughed
if i were reduced to my simplest elements, i would be jizz and glitter.
Its a Guy he gets weed for. I'm kinda confused as to why there are going to even be tuxedos involved at all.
Just paid a $5 cover at a bar I stumbled by so I could puke in a toilet and not in public.
Nothing like puking into an empty cooler at a red light on the way to get plan b.
After a couple hours you decided you were going to walk home but ten minutes later you called and said you'd puked by the side of the road and you needed us to drive you to the art museum.
Obviously. I'm here to let you eat things off my boobs and help you get laid.
I was cracking open beer cans, throwing them off the roof, and yelling "FRAG OUT!"
Then he rubbed shampoo all over my arm and shouted, "Garnier FUCK THIS."
Matt's offering to breast feed it.
And as the acid sets in, he looks back at the shallow form he used to call his and whispers "3 pee pees strong"
my bed is a shrine, and I am its goddess.
Well I've consulted some psychics but they keep saying all they hear in my head is screaming and all they see in my future is pool noodles and cheese dip?
Although the guy I'm messing around with just offered to let me be his rich brother's sugar baby
...blackout vacation is awesome. Where did you end up? I think i'm in Miami.
Hospital.
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