Maybe I lied like you did about your herpes.
It smells like weed.
We are in Boulder, Everything smells like weed.
my FASA form asked what i spent the majority of my 08 earnings on, im tempted to put "booze, blow, & blunts"
And then he said "I can't get blown while Gordon Bombay and Mr. Holland stare at me from the TV"
my mom just told me its unladylike to have toothpaste stains on my clothes all the time.. if she only knew.
Then they all walked away with the drinks I bought them, and the fat one slapped me in the face. I left and my car had been towed. Worst night ever.
Due to our sore throats we are now doing bong hits with cranberry juice to sooth it.
Managed to discreetly puke out of a moving streetcar window, in front of no less than a dozen people. Nobody saw/said anything. I feel like a legit local now.
You did this to me with your delicious pizza and moonshine.
I'll forgive you once we're drunk again by noon.
When I realised he had a girlfriend I just started telling them about my ex and how I write poetry about him. Which I then read to them. They just gave me pity looks and left me to finish my spliff alone.
I feel like this is the moment of high where you have to write these texts down to remember to text them and feel that somehow this is important to the continuity of the world.
the cops accepted 42 wallaby way Sydney. and the cops, and cab driver accepted the new address. please tell the win i am experiencing
Our apt smells like hot shit marinated in oregano and cumin. No more taco truck dinner, fuck face. The wall paper is peeling.
I got blackout last night and applied to be a banker
His birthday is on cinco de mayo and he doesn’t drink or like tacos. What a waste.
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