: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I just ate a cockroach and I want to be a fire truck.
I really want to sleep with her friend. I'm hoping our casual sex relationship will somehow lead to that.
i figure i've seen his cum stains on the floor, i'm allowed to say these things.
We thought we had lost her until we found her in the bushes a block away singing "Jingle Bells".
Chicken salad taco, you know, when you're out of bread and crackers, and high.
After he came all he could say was how great the lighting fixtures where in my apartment.
The face that yo gabba gabba comes up when I'm stoned and searching for yoga workouts is scary or dangerous
pro-tip: weed infused snickerdoodles are far less conspicuous to eat at work than brownies. no one ever suspects the snickerdoodle.
That does it. We're drinking til we're pirates.
The only pictures I have are of me being stoned or me looking like a man, which do you prefer?
I'm at the point where I'm more upset that he got to keep my bottle of Fireball than that he stopped talking to me with no explanation
He smacked my ass so hard my ass cheek looks like Wilson from Cast Away
gave out my moms phone number instead of mine last night... thattttttttttttttt dunk.
There's just something classy about smoking a blunt in a prom dress.
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