Pick my eyebrow is burning. I'm sitting in the back of dolows vat and listening to jolly music and wilfgang is signing and looking food. Cute kid. Home is where I go now.
what. the. fuck.
I can no longer count the number of girls I've banged on my fingers and toes. It's like being born again.
I'm convinced that Kathy Griffin and Andy Dick are the same person...
Sorry I never got back to you. I got high. I know it sounds like a commercial or something... but its true
We discussed how the marijuana was making the dopamine float around our nucleus accumbens last night when we were high. Yet another example of how our science classes are perverting our good times.
we watched a tutorial on how to do guidette makeup
i spent 45 minuets spilling my heart out to him telling him i was in love with this other guy sorry. when i was done he asked me to give him a blow job. i did. i have commitment problems
I don't care if the man pisses on teenage girls, he's enchanting.
i have rugburns grass stains and some road rash. im an all terrain slut
There were 4 naked women demanding my presence. Of COURSE I got into the pool.
dude you guys. You can't throw up in the recycling bin. I don't think vomit is recyclable
And I can say one thing, I look pretty good in high wasted pants. I don't know if that helps. But I do. God I'm high.
When we were texting for those few weeks, I some how established a crush on you. And its weird and wild and stupid and silly. But these things just have to be said sometimes to determine what's real and what is infatuation. And to suffer the consequences of five am drunk philosophy. No regrets.
When that bartender tried to tell us he sang like Sade, I knew it was time to go
I never forget a pussy, even blackout me gives me that memory.
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