Sorry, I have to go home and feed my nepotisms
Sorry, I can't talk, there's a herd of nepotisms headed my way
last night I thought his shirt said yale... but this morning it definitely says old navy.
Prereq for being on nyc prep: money, bitchy, and a lazy eye... if only you were rich
I go to guys houses late at night, have a little fun, come back by dawn having made their life a little bit better. I am the official blow job fairy.
he will always be the guy i fucked in the hallway.
I'm hoping he'll tell everyone how great in bed I am. Well, how great in bathroom floor I am.
You rang?
Saw a ginger and the first thing I thought of doing was yelling "you have no soul!" so I called you so we can yell it together with you on speakerphone.
Just know I'm having fun but I still have my motor functions.
I'll remember. Also, I owe you 200 for a pair of shoes that I carelessly bought to improve my spinal structure, to improve my health and ensure that I love to be 300 years old. Like Adam. Of the bible.
Did you feel uncomfortable?
For a little while. Then I got really high and ate a bunch of animal crackers out of some dudes pocket while we chilled on their super comfortable couch.
He was the only one not on Xanax so he holds the key to what actually happened last night
"She's seriously grinding on him while whispering into his ear, 'take me to McDonald's.'"
They wouldn't let me on the bull because I couldn't even sign my own name... She let me try 3 times...
i swear i was one second from getting his number and then the shrooms kicked in
His face matches his life choices. Both are train wrecks.
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