I've come to the conclusion that as a grad student I would much rather prefer to get laid then get drunk
I think you know full well that a few years ago my stance was the polar opposite
the star wars geek is hitting on me, and is talking about his lightsaber. need back up NOW
I hate it when I can only see straight when I close one eye. I feel like that deserts the purpose of seeing with two eyes
just gave him road head on the way home IN A SNOW STORM..good thing we didn't crash or I'd be dead. I DIDN'T HAVE MY SEATBELT ON
clearly you have your priorities straight
Home remedy for the herp. Black tea. I need to strap teabags to my wang.
Dude she has the ugliest blow job face ever.
Bitches at mcdonalds acting like they never seen a girl puke in her own coat pocket before
It was like the perfect storm of bad decisions.
Not my man #1 and if he likes it then he should put a title on it. Till then the gates of hell. Aka my vagina are open for entrance.
Judging by the progress I've made since I woke up (none) I'm thinking this hangover may keep me in bed.
He's interpretive dancing to Crazy by Britney Spears and expressing his feelings for either me or the guy next to us
This is it. This is the birthday cake that gets me laid.
Good, I don't think Coke dipped ring pops hold up in the mail anyway.
1 why did you tell them where i peed last night and 2 where the fuck are you
hey, cheif big dick, where the fuck are my panties.
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