what ever happened to devon sawa?
fuck...who knows?
i'm really worried about him.
i wish that high-me and normal-me were two different ppl so that high-me could thank normal-me for setting out a feast before smoking
I wish that high-you wouldn't text me stupid shit at 3:30 in the morning
The tent neighbors already set us on fire w an errant roach. How do you think Bonnaroo's going?!
It's very clear that i'm the girl sweating out four lokos at 2 in the afternoon at the gym
I knew it was time to leave Waffle House when you started singing "What's Your Fantasy" to your hash browns.
I need to stop drinking and eating and start working out. I look like the lovechild of John Goodman and Jabba the Hutt.
google maps should a have a setting for this. like I AM ABANDONING EVERYTHING TO MEET A GIRL WHO IS 10 HOURS OF MILES AWAY. HOW DO WE DO THIS OPTIMALLY?
This amicable friendliness is dull. We either need to start fighting or fucking around. I'll even let you pick.
Trimming my pubes at 1 AM, drunk, listening to Stevie Ray Vaughn. What has become of me.
Jesus christ stop updating me about every aspect of your life.
you take my contact solution?
drank it last night then filled it with brandy for the plane ride.
ok now I feel liek a very drunk human instead of a chaos being thanks water
He smoked and I was tired so left before we did anything. I literally left him high and dry.
You left your Xanax bottle in my car. Why is the label all smudged?
I spilled wine on it.
You can't say that. Only if you have peed on the side of the highway in daylight while signing Christmas songs can you say that.
Nothing like an afternoon walk of shame across campus on parent's weekend. Damn.
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