As it would turn out, "jesusssssss" is not the password to enter Faith Chapel's wifi network.
whatever happens this semester dont let me be that girl yacking in the urinal. again.
when I sang my humps to you I meant it.
Referring to yourself in third person during sex is apparently an instant turn off
I'm so sick
I would imagine. You did most of your drinking for brazil last night.
That and I think I got food poisoning from sharing nachos with that homeless guy..
Can't we have real sex instead of you just thrusting the air near me?
8===D
That's the bat signal to come over and fuck me.
its 2pm. u awake yet?
ill text u back later. still peeling fingernail polish off my face.
My 19 year old brother just hooked up with his 45 year old cougar kindergarten teacher. These sorts of situations make me realize why the sorority girls call him Wondercock
Oh god I want to come home! They have an air raid siren here that alerts their neighbours across the desert it's time to come over on atvs and drink.
Check 'smoke weed with our ihop waiter' off of our To-Do List
We're about to play the try not to vom at the president's house game...
I just remembered that you tried to trade me for a glass of wine
My name will be tattooed on his ass by sunday.
You said too many real things and now I need to crawl back inside my protective fort of sarcasm, being an asshole, and sass
Randomize
