I bet there is no greater pleasure in life than pistol whipping people.
Anal.
Bad news is im a slut again. Good news is its with people ive been a slut with before.
I just realized that I've become that person they make the alcohol warnings on medicine for.
It was like some kind of slut recycling operation. She gave me the shirt of the last guy she slept with in exchabge for mine so I didn't have to wear the same thing to work. She's been doing it for years
you kept going on about how you couldnt haven been the one throwing up because you were peeing in circles.
I don't think we should have started that trash fire
I woke him up and he was mumbling something about it being moist, or he peed himself but it was okay.
Well it looked like you were having a fucking apiphany sitting at the toilet with a t shirt around your head
Its not like i paid for sex. She was stuck there, we simply exchanged rides.
Is it a bad thing that I'm trimming my nose hairs in anticipation for the 8ball to be delivered?
Piñatas plus fireworks don't mix well
He came in two seconds and stole my pizza so I'm not counting it.
So we hooked up and then instead of texting me, he endorsed me on LinkedIn for Microsoft Word a few days later
all I know is id definitely throw up if you guys ever dated so if you do stay the fuck away from me
My books smell like weed. What does that tell you about my college experience?
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