I'm eating all of the evidence.
Having sex with the stobe light on was the best bad idea I've ever had.
stop changing my ringtone to people fucking, it looks bad at work
recycled a plan b box. kill a baby. save a tree.
i have now been nicknamed the screamer on the first, third, fourth, & six floor by all the ra's. only two more floors to go before i cover the entire dorm.
Decided to go explore a half built apartment complex at 4 a.m and leave a 3 block obstacle course in the alley ways on the way home.
Umm... How do I tell my roommate someone shot a speargun through the wall? On a side note, cliff shot a speargun for the first time.
I think I'm in love. He's everything I ever wanted for myself, just with a lot more drugs.
My arms are hairy. And so Is my left leg. Just my left leg, the right is smooth.
Body paints and jello. Your canvas awaits
Another sexterpiece awaits
Life is my bitch right now. The bouncers tried to carry me out of the club, but everyone thought I was crowd surfing so everyone carried me BACK IN. Winning as fuck.
it will be just like last year but no clogged toilets and more costumes.
should we try and roll a cross joint since its good friday? you know, for jesus
Thanks for letting me cross "getting high at park with children" off my bucket list
So bottomless mimosas = me waking up in a truck bed in a random neighborhood with no purse or phone or idea how I got there.
Randomize
