cruising supermarkets, asking random people where i can get weed. fuck alaska
I'm pretty sure you can't just waltz into a walk in clinic and ask them to de-baby you.
I made weed fried chicken. What have you done today?
SURVIVED FINALS. CAN'T DIE FROM ALCOHOL POISONING. NOTHER SHOT. CAPS.
He gave me an elaborately handwritten invite (on a bar coaster) back to his place and whispered in my ear 'i have ping pong'. And he said byob. fuck THAT.
Well my door is unlocked for you, I'll be in the bathtub drinking a pre-mixed bottle of margarita until I forget the degree to which my life sucks.
He bought my favorite ceral.. I've guess I've earn the status as one of his regular fuck buddies. I feel honored and proud. His roommates girls don't get this treatment.
The closest thing to a sext that you will ever receive from me is a picture of pepperonis on Greg's asscheeks, clenching.
Donating $10 to Sandy victims for every hurricane I drink tomorrow. Buying me alcohol just became a good cause.
I've been back for one day and I've already given two bjs. Improvement from last year.
Like its not even midnight and I've already had enough of her for all of 2015
I fucking hate humanity. I met a twenty three year old adult with an aol email account today. I'm not sure how those things are related, but I'm sure they are.
This is Ryan, Kristin's husband. I don't know if you meant to send that pic to me at 3am. You may want to call Kristin. Neat piercing though.
I gave him a BJ in the shower
I just fell and it seemed like a good idea when I was down there
These girls next to us are doing shots called bath salts. Sadly this is the classiest bar I've been to since i moved to PA
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