I thought this kinda shit only happens to ugly people
sometimes i think life is slapping me across the face and laughing, saying "ha ha! you're an adult!"
Well, of course, to the untrained eye I look like a slut.
He practically bottle-fed me Jameson, like I was a baby chimpanzee on those nature specials.
I just got hard thinking about a crunch wrap. Im done
I got to the apartment, I was handed a beer within 20 seconds, I'm glowing in the dark, there's fog everywhere, and now I'm wearing a sombrero because apparently it's silly hat night. I never want to leave.
Just went through ex bf's and hook up buddys and liked pictures of them on facebook. A friendly reminder that I will be back in for the holidays
I actually want to hang out with her with our clothes on. That's a big step up for me.
Someone apparently named 'eleaw' just text me asking if I had fun last night.
Definitely contact high. Thirty miles an hour listening too i can see clearly now wanting too eat the steering wheel
Half of elefante. Gelafin galaxy
I'm staying in tonight, it's my Christmas present to my liver.
We're in the emergency room. He concussed himself trying to pop all the bubbles on my "one bubble a day" wall calender with his face.
Do you think blood ever gets sick of carrying all these drugs around?
Like, there are so many different things we make it do, and it just wants to settle down and be a one-drug fluid?
Stop reading WebMD high.
Reasons why I love cats more than people: 1. They're not fucking people.
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