God gave me these boobs for a reason other than for people to throw things down them.
the caf people were giving us weird looks and she yelled ITS A LIFE STYLE
I ended up with a gash in my head from drunken dancing last night. I love life.
We were on the balcony tossing jello shots to people passing below
When people said no i'd yell "i tried them i promise they aren't roofied!"
and then she started to quack like a duck and u started throwing bread at her
I refrained from asking a guy what he spilled on his dick because it smelled good. Morals.
It's called being normal.
You pretty much isn't said it
Those words don't go together.
My going away gift was all of them dancing around with solo cups on their dick and balls...these are my friends
Just drug him and when he wakes up be like "you just woke up from a coma, we've been married for the past five years." It'll be like the Vow but fucked up.
she doesn't even know what year it is. She just stumbles around life with a bottle of rum
That makes sense.. A good Bj is a trump card in any argument
I walked past his mum on the way out and she offered me toast in a napkin "for my travels". Being home from uni is weird.
if it makes u feel better, i skipped class so i could go to a sex convention in jersey a few hours earlier than if i went to class.
I think I hear the ice cream truck
I could be going crazy though
NO IT IS THE ICE CREAM TRUCK IT'S ALMOST AT YOUR STOP
Do you ever just admire your boobs?
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