brass monkey on radio. cant stop dancing.
i'm going through the NYU 2014 group looking for future drunken hookups. too slutty?
HER PREGGO ASS BROUGHT SPEGHETTI-O'S... IN HER PURSE.
he doesn't care that i have a boyfriend so why should i?
logic in its finest
Two people in the coffee shop I'm at are on a date and talking about how acid has affected them and the girl just mentioned meth. Fuck studying, this just got interesting.
I wouldn't necessarily say I'm in her pants...I'd say I'm more on the on ramp to the freeway to the long way to her pants. There really isn't a short cut.
ugh i can't even wear this perfume anymore. it just brings back blurry memories of blowjobs and regret.
90% sure you snuck in there somewhere, all I really remember is big boobs in my face so I'm assuming it was you.
NEW INFORMATION meech found me passed out on a bench outside.
I just got back to our room ....neither of us spent the night there but both our beds are occupied. send help.
Thanks to you and Ketel One I now have a court summons with the actual word "frolicking" on it.
There it is. Caramel-coated dick. Someone is getting a yeast infection later.
I was on top for a full on make out when in dead silence "I'm moaning Myrtle" came from the TV. Moment ruined. I got cock blocked by a fictional ghost
I may not have my dignity, pride or sanity but I have my pants.
If your talking about a poncho I WANT ONE
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