Already got asked if we're dating
once you have herpes you dont really care what goes in your mouth anymore.
Why not. Its my b-day, you're in town, I'm in town, bars are in town, and alcohol is in town. I don't see anything not good about those things.
And at least you didn't have a dinner of Ranch Pringles and Double Stuff Oreos. I forgot that part of being single.
Well I pulled a muscle in my leg dancing in the tanning booth drunk at 1 pm soooo there's that
Right... Let's keep my vodka tinged mind focused on simple words
I'm at some strange place in what feels like Mexico, high and getting tacos.
He talked to you for like two seconds while you were shit faced doing Forest Gump impressions...how is that possible?
He sent me a mirror pic of himself and sent it to me and all i could think about was the amazing bong hits i took with his roommate in that bathroom.
He's hot and has an accent therefore you don't ask questions when he tells you to take your pants off.
We smoked weed. AS A FAMILY. IT WAS BEAUTIFUL.
So, i might have left my morals back in 2011.
i am no longer ashamed when i walk into the dining hall for sunday brunch and i'm greeted with applause for suriving my weekend
Let's just say, I'm pretty sure you're banned from Skype.... like, forever.
Remember, I smoked so you wouldn't have to. I'm like the Jesus of Marijuana.
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