In regards to your tweet: as its been said on all of those posters on ffffound: keep calm and carry on
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
you never know, standards drop, they turn gay, shit happens.
So the coke mirror was perfectly angeled at my face right when i woke up this morning. I now know how I'd look on intervention.
You were peeing on yourself thinking it was the sprinkler in your yard
I'm not saying going to the volleyball games drunk on Tuesday night was a bad idea I'm just saying we shouldn't make a routine of it.
I remember tearing his shower curtain down but I don't remember trying to shave my vag...
Living room yoga. I'm too hungover to deal with anyone else's chi today.
having sex with him is like cage fighting mixed with pilates...the condoms didn't stand a chance...
I had to feed him the pizza because he was too blazed to do it himself
We went to IKEA super baked wearing fake mustaches. You?
Careful, it's a slippery slope to discovering you're bisexual...trust me.
And all you did was hit on me and do things "for America", so you weren't judged heavily
His penis could choke an elephant. A baby elephant... But an elephant non the less.
Omg I just woke up in his bed.. I'm fully clothed and he is naked. I'm so confused.
Randomize
