Ugh I just know that when I take off his pants his underwear will have Megan's Law written all over them.
Update: no underwear. Greeeeen light.
I think the phrase "baptist college" should be an oxymoron.
Questioning the dried heart shaped nutella on my boobs. Valentines day has begun.
Sexual tension squid is drowning in the sexual tension
I took a few sips of my hugeee bottle of liquid Vicodin and smoked my one hitter and now I'm going thru my attic like Indiana Jones
Home safe. Took me everything not to stop and pick up some random cat that looked like an ocelot tho.
You don't understand, we were on a waffle house. Both of us were absolutely certain we passed out at his place then BAM! Waffle house.
i can't invite random hot hobos into my aunt's house.
I have the most nasty and explicit wet dreams of my boss that I'm embarrassed to look him in the face. I'd be pregnant or promoted if he only knew
I made out with a dude last night who has an ex wife. Is this what post grad life is about?
I need to find parents that want to take care of a grown adult. I'm sure there's a website out there for that. Like a sugar daddy but sugar parents.
you said "i met the love of my life tonight" and i said "me?" and you said "no, hummus"
Have you ever looked death in the face and have the urge to shit yourself. I'm in that situation right now.
My RA just sigh me high as fuck acting like a zombie and scratching at my door. Thoughts?
I just have to decide what I love more, food or dick.
Randomize
