its summer. and we all know college gfs do not count in summer.
college gfs dont count ever. theyre like getting corn rows in jamaica. you feel cool at the time. then you go home and people make fun of you.
tagging him in all 73 close-ups of your cleavage might have been a little obvious.
hey, this is the drunk ass freshman from last night. thanks alot for helping me out last night, i'd probably be on some lawn if it wasn't for you guys! and my mom says thanks for talking to her
I've see this movie. You sext me after the bar and fall asleep mid sentence. Roll credits.
Help. All alone. Room is. Changing colors. Dance party 2010, but without dancing.
I feel like my teeth are sweating.
my six pack is really starting to show since I started fucking everything that moves
He fell off the roof... he clearly has not been preparing for summer.
You would not believe how incredibly hard it is to climb on top of a three story apartment buildings roof from the air conditioning unit
and honestly how many chances will you get to hook up with a one armed guy?
No sex in the champagne room. The champagne room being my life
I just tried to pay for a coffee with a dollar and a necco wafer.
Sigh. I'll find the right guy one day.
Prince charming is right around the corner and will be freaky as shit!
He snorted adderall on my table. I have a feeling he's not trying to buy me flowers
God I love dating single dads. They've got their shit at least a little bit together and there's always snacks after sex. #nakedfruitrollups
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