: south campus drug res life name erik. Love, tran
I found the seven page love letter I had written you. I'm sorry i was so obsessed.
don't go back without me... they'll know i'm pooping.
his roommates stood outside the locked door reading bible verses to us the whole time...
You even been so high breaking up weed with your fingers feels like surgery?
Once he past out I measured his penis with my remote.
I'm currently bartering with this guy so I can fuck his bi girlfriend. We're at 5 pizzas and he gets to watch us make-out.
Found plan b box covered with blood. In kitchen sick. Pickle jar is empty. Wtf happened?
I feel like I've been hit by a truck, flew up and landed on a fence post that went straight through my vagina. No more vodka and sex for a while.
she walked in on me throwing up in the sink with my pants around my ankles and I said "i'll be with you in a sec"
We got kicked out of yet another strip club because your mom wanted to "show these kiddies how it's done"
I mean, I've had her boob in my mouth, but is that romance?
Saw my doctor at the bar. He bought me a drink. I think he was looking up my medical record on his phone because he suddenly had to go. syphilis continues to fuck with my life
And then he tried to convince me that he could wear a condom instead of pants to go out.
May have told my history professor I wanted him to stuff me like a turkey. Too slutty?
Nah, people appreciate the creativity of seasonal sluttiness. Let me know if it works!!!
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