We should write a comic book about the many adventures of your vagina. Maybe even give it a cape or something.
your cum blends into my yellow sheets :/
A guy at the bar bought me a jag bomb because I'm the chick that frosts his donuts at KT. Never have I been more proud of being a failure at life.
The higher i get, the less gay he looks, and the more i want to make out with him. This is dangerous.
I smell like I just crawled out of a bottle of champagne and landed on the floor of taco bueno.
What are you doing? Did I punch you in the face last night?
What are you talking about?! I shot gunned a monster while simaltaneously blowing gym boy Todd. If I'm not the poster child for being well rounded and versatile I have no idea what NYU is looking for
I gave up trying to understand them years ago. Now I'm just trying to fuck them.
It was great. They teamed up to hit on these two frat boys all night, until the frat boys started making out with each other. The looks on their faces...
It was fine until they started lighting shots of everclear on fire and making ME take them. That's when shit went down...
Moral of the story: I had sex to Back to the Future last night.
We got really high and he took a green marker and made my vagina into a Christmas tree.
He had a cruise ship of a dick and I need to set sail on that ocean again
I puked on her cat, I think I should at least buy her breakfast
All I remember is that I was trying to call my wolf pack by howling.
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