I need like a "Cookong High for Idiots" book. Or a car.
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
This boy just came into class wearing sperrys and a polo but also carrying a longboard. I'm unequivocably attracted to his level of doucheyness.
I did something last night that I shouldn't have, but I don't want to tell you because you'll probably just make it your fb status...
I see you've learned your lesson.
We snorted a line of cocaine and xanax, and then played a game of Backgammon. It was surprisingly therapeutic.
He pocket texted me while I was blowing him in the car...What are the odds?
Considering how often you blow him,high.
currently shading my boobs to make it look like i have mass cleavage...thanks art school
I called for backup and had two guys carry him to the shower. The bigger guy offered to wash his hair.
So yeah she lost her virginity in a wheel chair with a broken pelvis. I'm still trying to figure out how I should feel about that.
On a scale of one to liver failure, how bad would it be if I played thunderstruck alone?
i've now hooked up with two guys who have tattoos of their sister's names...so that's a reality i have to live with...
Vodka Vensday. With a Russian accent... It counts.
I'm spending my Sunday wishing the entire Patriots offense would let me touch their manhood
I lick assholes and I wouldn't eat mdma
My lash glue is stronger than my sense of self respect
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