I wasn't fucked. I was just drunk, because i was still able to walk into the woods and masterbate.
Apparently blazed enough to think that the sizzling meatballs in the pan were calling your name...Ssssteeeeeve
Why is there not a 'day after acid' genre. Or even a pandora station or something.
Playing basket ball at the park with random people that showed up at 1am. the division of teams is based on what drugs people are on
The way I see it, everyone on campus has a fake, but I'm the only person who actually makes beer in their dorm.
It hits you later. Like when you wake up on the floor under a puzzle later.
I have no idea. I think this is what happens when people take drugs in the middle of the day
Our foot and a bit height difference is kinda fun, except she's so tiny that after we ate burritos it looked like she was pregnant. I had a confusing bonner.
He did leave his bud tall boy and 2 choco tacos, so not a total loss.
So I'm not dead, but close call. I think I can handle one more bar.
Are you alive?
I woke up under the pier.
You were cuddling with an eight iron and I was eating a fajita completely ignoring your presence.
I need five more minutes of sobbing.. AND THEN I will get back to studying
I'm glad you enjoyed the night but why were you calling me "daddy"?
I left my parents and ran through the airport. I was like I'm not getting stuck in Atlanta tonight and not having sex.
Randomize
