Time to make a new age-appropriate tumblr where I divulge all of my feelings. Maybe I’ll post the link later.
Swimmin pool full of kush
So i’m trying to count how much vyvanse i have left to sell to my cousin’s college friends when i visit her tomorrow when this cat thing starts headbutting me in the grill
this chick put a camera on a hula hoop and it’s trippy as hell
BARKS AT IT
I wish I could go up to everyone I know and ask them to describe me in three words, and whichever word appears the most would be the subject of a personal narrative for my college essay. But I think that’s frowned upon.
What would we DO without the Internet?!
Omg I am that geico pig. Like someone would hint at hooking up and i would be like ahahah um words with friends. Like there’s a reason I’m blunt, its because I’ve never mastered the art of subtlety and I don’t pick up on it.