I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
SEE! I KNEW I HAD A LONG-TERM REASON FOR BEING A SLUT!
im just glad that if you were going to have awkward hospital sex, you would want it with me
we need to drink more beer. the fridge wont close.
I feel more comfortable going down on her then actually kissing her.
It's only 10 in the morning...josh is already on the way to the ER for trying to shotgun a beer with a sparklers sticking out of it on fire.
TAing a class of 300 froshies and being so hungover I forgot a bra is my way of making dreams come true.
raced the clock twice to day to see if i could get off before my computer died and before i left for my noon bar crawl... win, win
lets go back to having secrets in our friendship
I rocked my own world, he was just a prop.
I've honestly never felt so much emotion towards a wall
Come to office depot with me I need help picking out a daily planner that will help me keep all of my casual sex dates organized.
He wants Portugal to lose so badly he threw out all the sangria. You know how depressing it is to watch someone dump 4 gallons of heaven?
No other way to put this but the dick was not worth him crying for an hour after. No more online hookups.
I may have just got motorboated by a male stripper who told me I should be a porn star and not a vet student.
I was trying to get nudes from last night and ended up getting a family portrait!
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