Uggggg i want to leave and get bombed over baghdad
I don't do stupid things anymore. I do stupid people.
false alarm. still invincible.
I woke up in my own vomit, a chunk of cactus in my thigh, shirtless, with jons mom poking at me with a glass of dr pepper and a talk about god....damn alcohol
I am pretty sure I told him the clouds were earth's purest filtration system and that snow was the rarest and most delicious water in the world. My lips are burning because we ate so much.
running late. just ran over a dude on a bike
I'm taking her home. She just told a 90 yo woman in a packers hat to "suck her cock".
He is making me drink his THC water out of a milk jug.
it was like lady and the tramp only with a jello shot on the pool table
He took getting"shit in your neighbors hot tub drunk" way to literally
I am trying to take a picture of a man in a wheelchair trying to ship a michael jackson portrait
Just scratched my head and I basically rained glitter.
Man, that hitchhiker cursed me.
Where does dick fit into Maslow's hierarchy of needs?
is it fun? or sober?
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