I heard we made out
I'm in the dining hall. that same guy is here again, the one who sits alone and talks to his silverware.
sitting in class between the roommates of the two girls i fucked over break. this feels like a bad version of wife swap
okay, certainly we can't screw this up, and even as I type, I know we will
Memorial weekend is going to be amazeballs. Jungle juice, drunk guys, and my vagina being stimulated by the vibrations of a 4 wheeler. I mean there is no way that can go wrong.
he told me it was like eating gods vagina.
i want us to warm up up with us making out while i lay you down touching and feeling all the spots you know are going to get you warmed up. im gonna move down your body kissing every inch as i move down past your panty line ;)
Did you watch the carolina game tonight?
The plan is that you eat an edible first, then pressure your dad to do one. You know you are down.
Would you like season tickets to my vagina?
Just me, my martini, and my backup Martini.
I miss the days where our biggest worries were who was gonna win battle shits.
Obviously last night's theme was "Let's Make Bad Life Choices"
If you can't have hot, loud sex in a dorm for the last time ever, what can you do in this world?
I enjoy the company of your penis
this is a mass text: the cage has been opened. repeat, the cage has been opened. a search party will be organized. you are all sloppy bitches. that is all.
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