I don't know if it's her mysterious past or atrocious grammar, but I think I'm in love.
Five girls, one freshman pledge. We're like our own Make A Wish Foundation.
Im drunk and they're making me play quiet game. Im scared. Baptists are here
She threw up in my garbage can last night and walked home with it this morning so she could clean it out...
She is dropping it off on the way to the bar at 7.
He's like my sex unicorn. Elusive and majestic. I'll catch him, I'm baiting with patron.
Please tell me why there is some girl tied to our toilet?
Does hooking up with the gay pledge count as hazing?
You told her to step on the scale because you had whiskey goggles, and scales don't lie.
She's doing hand stands on the train as I type. Idk if I'm impressed it embarrassed. Or turned on.
I have a hunch Mama J got around.
Am I allowed to say that about my own mom?
Oh yeah I remember when I first saw Kyler's balls. If there's anything high school swim prepared me for, it's the amount of testicles I would see here
Officially locked in my status as an indifferent millennial by downloading Tinder.
Being home for break is weird, just had a full convo with my dad about what I wanted for dinner, while a dildo was on top of me under my comforter
I threw up all of my purple drank and thats really important
Btw I puked in your glovebox
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