(via stonerparty)
When I was in High School my Mom would always ask me this when I wasn’t, but never when I was (which was most of the time — not that I’m proud of it. I’m not.)
(via stonerparty)
When I was in High School my Mom would always ask me this when I wasn’t, but never when I was (which was most of the time — not that I’m proud of it. I’m not.)
(via hammerito)
I have this bad habit of opening wine bottles in new rooms, then finding them later, at which point, I forget where the hell they came from or what they relate to, but figure they’re already open so I might as well drink it.
We’re like twins. Almost.
Holla.
I have this bad habit of opening my eyes in the morning, and forgetting where the hell I am, how I got there, or why…at which point I glance around, do some quick calculations, and decide whether to bolt or not. We’re like twins…wait….who the fuck are you? (~_^)
my childhood coloring book.
so true! just this afternoon, my taxi driver AND my hot dog vendor tried to push azithromycin on me! what JERKS!
Who can give us drugs?