Now that the olympics are over we have no excuse for getting belligerently drunk for nationalism every night.
I don't think so, think I've only met him once, the night I lost my teeth
idk if you're aware of this...but we could potentially have the greatest hate sex...ever.
So I'm up to masturbating three times a day, drunk textin my ex, not doing any hw and I've failed half of my tests so far
Sounds better than last semester
I honestly wish you had parked the car in the terminal garage and fucked me in the backseat but I guess I should be more forward
he was holding the bottle like a running back yelling for security and the national guard as he was being tackled
The amount I want to die right now is not proportionate to the level of fun I had last night. Not fair.
You rubbing siracha on a cat with your feet is the opposite of what I want.
I usually just read books and meditate to an aquatic soundtrack of sea walrus's mating. But ill choose coors light instead
Some guy in lab is humming along to a Sara Barrilles song. Or maybe I'm just hearing the song echoing in his huge, gaping vagina.
Its official vodka lemonade jager and whiskey with coorslight is a bad combination of try to forget the work week cocktail ps bring alkaseltzer
No she probably looked into my aura and saw that my penis would ruin her.
Can I get that on a shirt
Going through my bras is like traveling back in time through my past hookups and relationships....
The internet is out at West Chester so I'm masturbating using my imagination. What is this, the fucking dark ages?
You can not love someone based on who they were when they were 9. Does he know how many dicks I've sucked since then?
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