so now that im really awake i see that my underwear are completely ripped down the side, my shorts are on backwards, i have to go get plan b....i call last night an epic fail or success depending on how catholic i am feeling
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
someone owes me an orgasm
don't worry about the poodle she's always like that. she's like 14 years old and ate a bag of weed when she was a puppy.
Once I saw his penis, I knew I made the right choice
I'm going to leave the fate of whether I go to my midterms up to my dealer hitting me up or not
thanks for celebrating my birthday so severely 2 years ago. i just found your hospital discharge papers in my closet.
anything for my little brother.
My google searches from last night: tetanus shot rabbit bite, Bacardi gluten free
Dude, I had no choice. I was defending my genitals.
We are buying drugs from a guy with a Jesus fish on his dodge caravan.
I'm going to crush up my last 7 Percocets into a fine powder and toss my popcorn in it.
He couldn't get his dick hard. So he started yelling at it. " EVERYONE is laughing at you, you piece of shit no wonder you can't get pussy" i wonder if that happens frequently I'll try again next weekend
I feel kind of like we’re in a gang and tonight is one of those “people are gonna know not to fuck with us” type of nights. And then tomorrow I am going to learn to pole dance. I’m not really sure how I got to this point in my life… but I like it.
I may have just got motorboated by a male stripper who told me I should be a porn star and not a vet student.
I picked up a towel, and butt beads fell out of it.
Oh yeah... Surprise!
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