people and things i regret. that's what i want to do tonight.
im trying to pick out the cookie crumbs from my adderall. it is a lot harder than it seems.
I can actually hear my brain cells scream as they die when she speaks.
it makes more sense than having a misplaced asshole
im not talking about this
I thinking of taking all of the pics of his dick that he's sent me and making a calendar.
Don't make fun of the drunk girl eating bread out of her pockets. I've been that girl.
Im shrooming at the foot of a tree on top of a mountain. Feeling fly as fuckin socrates and bon iver.
I feel like this is the moment of high where you have to write these texts down to remember to text them and feel that somehow this is important to the continuity of the world.
Dave got tied up again. I'm done breaking into girls houses to cut him loose. At least before noon.
Last night I said "I'm so glad you broke up with your lesbian soccer mom girlfriend" I don't remember how he reacted I just remember trying to pee in the woods
Speaking of, what are you doing next weekend? I'm going to a rope bondage seminar and may need a partner if my date bails.
Jk probs not coming. Tequila
If you can't have hot, loud sex in a dorm for the last time ever, what can you do in this world?
Let's ride this possibly pregnant train together
I don't know why, but whenever I shave my balls I feel more aerodynamic.
Randomize
