I have a feeling that after last night, i'm not just going to hell. i'm going to hell on a full scholarship. free admission bitches
i can juggle bunnies
cool
on fire
she just stood in the kitchen yelling "REAL WOMEN HAVE CURVES"
Fyi mom and I voted and you're the DD tonight, congratulations
All he did was lie there and used his hands to keep pace. He was like the metronome of sex.
I refuse to have another spring break doomed by pregnancy.
whatever. i don't care. i just want to be drunk wrapped in an american flag.
I'm having mini little movies in my head. Like for example. You were talking to a blue whale with jazz man sunglasses, but not the ray charles jazz sunglass. More like sunglasses that are round. Anyway, he has a baguette and stupid french hat. And you , you had your harry potter glasses.
Its okay that he doesn't remember you, he only remembers girls by their boobs and I think you were wearing a jacket
I find it fascinating that she'd be more comfortable with her mom finding out she submits dirty disney confessions on tumblr than about her secret email account she uses to chat with dutch and brazilian strangers.
Wanna play whack-a-mole in my pants?
Your word choices worry me.
I told him we could use my stove to make weed brownies, from that point on he kept reffering to me as "best pledge ever"
I decided not to look up the nudes, because I believe that there is a line, and that mocking my old classmate's horrid nudes alone crosses that line.
I want to bone him until his eyes fall out
I was at his place until 2am. We just sat really close an stared at each other. I think you are right. Germans must not have feelings. Not even tingly ones in their pants.
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