Here's my recipe for happiness. Go get a pen. 1. smoke a bowl 2. put on explosions in the sky 3. take a bath. Do this for about 1 hour or until all your problems go away.
No, you can still breathe under the balls.
in the practice room. just found 3 bottles of smirnoff hidden inside the piano. SO glad i didn't get into berklee...
I've never seen anyone write a check for a bar tab before
We've been broken up for 7 months. His mom sent me a card with a brochure inside titled "How at Risk for STD's are you?"
He just asked for the blowjob I promised him 3 years ago that he'd get the next time Michigan beat Ohio State. Goddamnit.
You wouldn't be the first friend to shit himself in the last 7 days
I feel like I have two modes: Super fuckin high, or super giddy from caffeine. I have learned to accept this.
Do you know of any good hiding spots in the Atlanta area?
I peed my pants and am still dancing with guys at the club because I liked my outfit too much to change. Call the ratchet emergency
I just smoked a bowl alone and took my Zyrtec here's to a full night.
Pulling on my sock literally just took me 5 minutes.. The hangover is real
Do you know this guy sitting in front of us? Asking for my vagina.
ps. i have two very important words to sum up my night
which are?
library sex.
I'm dying of laughter, but I'm also just dying
Send help
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