yah I made NO friends last night. at one point i think i replaced talking with spitting
i lost my life and panties somewhere between the 15th and 16th round of slap the bag.
i used baking grease as lip gloss
she gave me a handjob in the middle of the night and my stomach growled so she walked out totally naked and came back 5 minutes later with two sandwiches. who the fuck says getting married is awful?
i always knew that i'd have sex in your room, i just assumed it would be with you
Find out what day classes start and I will come down to Richmond that weekend. Any broad who claims to be 18-21 will be promptly ID'd. My job has trained me to spot a fake from a mile away, and I don't need a statutory rape charge.
I don't remember much but I think I'm wearing your underwear, and for that, I am extremely grateful.
I made the jerking off hand motion to my mother by accident this morning. It was awkward for everyone involved.
In my defense, last night's hookup turned out to be my actual girlfriend. That's gotta count for something, right?
I love you so must. You as do fraty. You are truly my veste breakable (ties I wtf racket Andover). Luce you. Have a safe drive bio dough failover.
BUT YOU MUST FINISH YOUR QUEST
TO FIND THE HOLY GRAIL
AND GET DRUNK OFF YOUR ASS BY DRINKING OUT OF IT
right now I need to figure out a smart way to get an accurate picture of his dick so I know what in dealing with, right now in flying blind.
But what I'm actually thinking about is how everyone except me had sex on my bed this weekend and now I'm just sleeping in it with a 7 foot tall blue panda
I also need to get my life together but instead I just eat spoonfuls of Nutella. We can't win 'em all
MY GUT IS TELLING ME YES AND SO IS MY VAGINA
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