I feel like i made up for not being able to drink on St Pattys Day, Mardi Gras, and last years Cinco De Mayo. That hungover.
I wish there were college classes that were useful to your daily life, like how to pack a proper bowl in pitch black darkness.
I feel as though I could trust her, I mean she did tell me she was married before we had sex.
I mean what are real friends for if they won't hold down your wedding dress to allow for a keg stand
Her thighs are so strong. I thought my head was gonna get crushed when I was eating her out
the point of no return was when you "drugged" his drink with glitter. face-planting on his dick was beyond.
He just asked me to pee through my panties while he watched. I might need more tequila for this one.
We've reached the point in our fuck buddy relationship where we are playing words with friends. This is too intimate.
At orientation, some girl is asking, loudly, where she can get weed. Everyone looks discussed but are paying very close attention to people's answers.
It's cool, I power napped on the dryer while they were fucking in the bathroom so I'm good to go now. Where are you?
Yeah haha but we have no idea where his keys are. Last night was awful. Him and Chancey were in a fully embraced bro hug at one point. Both crying.
If I had an Australian accent I'd be unstoppable. Teach me how you talk
Saw your dad at the bar last night... And again this morning when he left. Told you not to mess with me bitch.
We sexted for four hours straight. Is this really what my life has come to?
I watched one of the videos of you hanging from the rafters, and it is both violent and sexual in nature.
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