I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
frozen peaches as icecubes. vodka Sundays just got wayyyy better
It was like stroking your vagina with a cloud.
Before I left he insisted on serenading me with a ukalele. I might be a little bit in love
Last time i was there we saw the window of the pizza place we were at get busted, we were pulled out of a taxi to be questioned by the cops, and we peed outside a waffle house. I'm in.
And then we made magical love in his room under a blacklight as his roommate and girlfriend argued violently in the living room
Well get back to your date and give him the ceremonial 1am handy and text me when your done.
She brought me back a blanket from Mexico, then we had sex on it
I'm in the ER bruh, I went skinny dipping last night and a cat fish bit my dick.
I literally just ordered a gold medal online that is engraved with his name, "01.01.16", and "BEST SEX EVER"
If you don't believe in my fighting skills, I don't know if we can be together
I am convinced you could sleep through the apocalypse and only wake up because youre hungry & want Dominoes
I am that special "drink water and be grateful I'm alive" kind of hungover
I'm a history major and he's the descendant of TWO presidents. Did you really think I wasn't going to sleep with him?
she was just meowing in the corner eating frozen chicken nuggets
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