You litterally reached into some girls shirt, pulled out her tit and yelled whats up with this guy.
i'm watching the tyra show: "women who beat up their boyfriends" - lets see how she can make THIS one all about herself too.
after the first blizzard, i went out and bought a thirty and put it in a cooler and hid it out in the backyard. now the second blizzard has deposited 2 feet of snow on top of said cooler. there is a shovel and treasure map over here waiting for you
you have a cum towel under your bed, you're the definition of single
You had two tasks: \n1) put on a condom \n2) text me so I don't walk in on you \nIt really isn't that hard
I agreed not to hook up with any randoms while she's on vacation, if that isn't a show of good faith then I don't know what is...
I feel like our lives always have been and always will be a never ending drunken rampage full of pregnancy scares and lost brain cells
I think our prof has caught onto our drinking game. He burst into the room with a big smile on his face and yelled "essentially! Essentially! Essentially!"
It's not a real holiday until someone pees on you. Did someone pee on you?
Nothing shouts "I'm single" like a thousand needlepoint pillows.
I opened the door and his girlfriend was standing there; we made silent, prolonged eye contact as I quietly put on my panties and left.
I had to ask him for a dick pic. Do you know how refreshing that was?
My RA just sigh me high as fuck acting like a zombie and scratching at my door. Thoughts?
Brother gave me a harry potter philosophy book for xmas we need to get stoned and talk about this.
I have a bag of frozen peas on my vagina. If you want to talk about real problems.
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