Good. You are like the clit whisperer.
I think we should urban dictionary "drive of shame." It involves a sprint to your car in his underwear and shirt, surreptitiously trying to put on your bra on at stoplights without attracting attention from neighboring cars, and lurking in your car a block from home so you can know when your roommate leaves for work.
What time do you think the pilgrims started drinking? I want to be as accurate as possible.
I just masterbated while imagining him getting hit by a truck. I have hit a completely unacceptable level of anger & bitterness. Help.
i can barely afford taco bell don't think a baby is in the budget
I feel like banging her is an expected thing. But banging you would be like getting a 36 on the ACT.
I just used celery as a chaser. That's the level of my refrigerator.
I cleaned out the fridge, had to pound the brews. I am going to be wrecked for my final at 1
Well I squeegeed the puke off your arm at the gas station
just let her blow you already, it's practically animal cruelty at this point.
So my bf wanted to cum on my face and I let him. Afterwards I wiped some off, wiped it across his forehead and said, "The king has returned".
How am I so hungover that wearing sunglasses hurts my head?
The pool of urine in the trash can signifies both a regretful yet successful night.
Uhh I just had to break up with a guy who I didn't even know I was dating...
11:30 you texted me saying he was on his way. 11:37 you said, "Oh my God that was terrible."
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