His text read: Sex? I replied: Not drunk enough. He bought 4 more rounds and tantalized me with the offer pizza later. This could be the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
I am like the Mr. Miyagi of queefs.
i feel like when youre not in my profile picture no one knows who i am.
just because you are in college doesnt mean its okay to pregame easter mass.
like the penis drawn on my face is so detailed and well done, i'm not even upset about it.
Have fun at school today. Try to hide that you're a whore. The other girls will like you better that way.
Ohmy god im about to fuxk my TA. i thyought this was a dream but i love you. <3
just an fyi, false alarm on the whole ghonnorea thing. you're safe.
nothing can ever be as bad as the night i blacked out, updated my fb status to i need a pity fuck and then passed out for 13 hours.
If I don't have the money by then, I'll pay you in sex.
It's going to be 23.5 times of sex and 19 blow jobs. I just googled it.
I found out his moms name, maiden name, profession, and office location, his dads name and profession, his home phone, picture of their house, all of his work profiles, and the cost of their house. All I'm trying to do is find his damn twitter
I understand, but unless there is an intervention for me being planned, i DON NOT want to talk about my life choices
At first I was nervous about leaving him my undergraduate legacy, but apparently he made out with lesbians, woke up with hickeys and a different shirt. My family name will survive.
MY BUTT IS BIG ENOUGH FOR AN ANACONDA AND HE DOESNT GET TO ENJOY IT TOUGH SHIT
We watched ESPN, hooked up, got waffles. You know, a typical weekend.
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