so we'll all just be running around naked, basically. and high.
Pot didnt help. Now Im even sadder but now im afraid of the clouds and the crickets.
We did lines off of a Whitney Houston CD case. That makes everything okay.
i thought i'd fucked her to death. no lie. she just stopped moving.
Also managed to rip my pants and set myself on fire. And oddly enough I'm still not ready to ask for 2010 back.
I'll make a Jello mold of your face so everyone can get drunk off your face
We won 11 games of beer pong, and then I spent a half hour trying to get into the top bunk. Then i realized it was a cabinet in the bathroom
Would it be a good deed to leave a 32 pack of bud light next to a bum sleeping in the park?
I am tired of banking on my penis size to overcome my lack of game.
It really does creep me out though that the next ten years will involve my friends creating smaller versions of themselves because to be honest I don't know how much I like some of them. So that thought it really scary
He's saved in my phone as 'MURICA. I think it's safe to say I'm not exactly taking him seriously.
Look, sometimes you have to snapchat a topless photo of yourself in the middle of class just to prove you can. I can and I did. End of argument.
You knew you'd end up at his house the minute you emptied the bowl of condoms into your purse.
Oh boy I hope we come out of this alive. And with clean prison records
You wouldn't put pants on to see my parents.
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