doug butabi!
steve butabi!
hotties wanna shake it
So I finally got the Patron washed off my boobs.
it's business casual sex. like no kissing, shake hands after, occasional frequency
Pot didnt help. Now Im even sadder but now im afraid of the clouds and the crickets.
We can smell you smoking weed from downstairs and your little brother is asking why the upstairs smells like gasoline. Please smoke in the basement. XOXO dad.
And when I say "complete whore" I mean I could possibly make a shameful profit by wearing this.
I woke up to a bag of pies and a lot of questions
I don't care what we do tonight, as long as it makes me forget that my boyfriend just told me he likes taking it up the ass from big guys dressed as construction workers
Can't talk right now. I'm doing tequila shots with my professor at some Mexican bar. That's how I prepare for finals.
I used the hope and guess method to figure out who I slept with last night.
just woke up on a lounge chair wearing a durag and holding burrito wrappers in my hands
These past few weeks have been a lesson on why you don't put your penis inside girls who live in your building.
My tits became the mascot for the SAE house last night.
Naked. Naked is my favorite color.
have you ever tried to puke in an automatic flushing toilet? impossible
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