My professor really needs to stop abbreviating. I'll never remember what "Fun. Anal. Trade-offs?" means when i study.
you didnt remember my name all night. you kept referring to me as "the blonde with the fat ass"
halfway through eating me out he goes 'oh that reminds me i have to buy fish for good friday'
I had forgotten what it was like to go to all four classes. It's exhausting.
He has a tattoo of a carebear. This is not happening.
btw good call for not making out for a pitcher of vodka, this hangover is bad enough
On a lighter note, the guy I gave a lap dance to then fell asleep on his crotch just facebook friend requested me..
I dont have any paper so I'm writing class notes on my first response direction pregnancy paper. Judging eyes are all around.
The walls are thin & apartments are narrow so all the bedrooms are next to each other. Our complex could compete in synchronized orgasms.
Post a pic on facebook and see if those same 46 girls find shitting in the bed handsome and adorable
You forgot your "boyfriend" from last night on my couch. You're suppose to bring that shit with you.
Well. No wine. And no real mixers. I'm using vodka and grape juice and calling it Slurrrlot. Happy Holidays bitch.
WHY ARE THERE SO MANY BURPS IN MY SMALL, INCREDIBLY ATTRACTIVE BODY
The moral of the story is this:the last shot of the night is always a mistake
He sounds like Chris Tucker and wants to eat me out when I’m on my period. If that isn’t love I don’t know what is.
Randomize
