I just heard a girl say "We can't go that way, it is a one way street." She was on foot...Nothing worse than girl from the midwest that move to NY to "live out their dream" -the dream of living in a rat and roach infested 200sqft for $2k a month, and get fucked by some recent Ithaca college frat grad...
i don't mind that he's uncut. i like it! it's like a little sweater!
a cock doensn't need a sweater! especially a skin sweater! wtf.
That's like some buffalo bill hannibal lector shit.
working out is totally making me break out.. i'm doomed to forever be either a butterface or a butterbod. there is no way out.
the fact that my dorm room overlooks a children's daycare is enough initiative for me to have safe sex.
Someone better explain the burnt stove marks on my bed.
I have 20 seconds to get my life together and look presentable.
Just pretend you're riding a unicorn through space. Thats how I deal with the stirrup situation at the gyno office.
He barged in the room with no shirt on, all fucking ripped with a half keg under one arm. Sara now calls him Bronan the Beerbarian
Grass is always greener, Allison, grass is always greener
The grass is drunker and I'm lying down on it
I'm sure you're still partially crippled from thar blow job on Saturday, so I understand it's probably difficult to text.
I've been to his house multiple times since that night and I STILL can't find my bra. And he says the hot tub ate my thong.
He fucked me over, so I'm going to do what any rational woman does. I'm going to get really high and have sex with his brother.
I woke up on a different floor than I went to sleep on. Can't find my shoes.
We'll just play naked Twister, the rest will take care of itself
as a self proclaimed hoe im ok with a lotta things but that is not fucking one of them
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