put your party hat on. and by party hat I mean no panties
I realized that I've made out with a different boy almost every time we've gone to mcgoreys....I don't need a boyfriend...I have that bar
my being single is dangerous.
her idea of "friends with benefits" is her doing my laundry. i'm cool with it.
We just leapfrogged all the way to the bar.
I told him to keep his feelings in his pants because they're annoying and to just fuck me.
Can we pretty pretty please go to Mardi Gras tomorrow? I promise I'll be a good girl and not puke in a pledges car
You know I love you. I just don't love your penis.
It was like a square peg in a round hole... I've never seen one shaped like a stick of butter...
He's like... An octopus that touches my vagina in all these diff ways at the right times. It's almost unsettling
Wait. We seriously played strip beer pong at the bar last night. Who said I never came up with good ideas
Thanks for fingering me to orgasm during Wu-Tang Clan
She pinched my nipples too hard I THINK THEYRE GONE
I TOLD YOU ABOUT GOTH CHICKS BRO. I WARNED YOU
the cuervo was good, but I started with jello shots. and when i threw up a whole jello shot came out.
It's difficult when the romantic and the hedonist in me are fighting. I want him to respect me and hopefully pursue an actual relationship, but then I remember he fucks like a GOD and loves my kink. Oh, life's hard.
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