I fucked a guy named chris tucker last night
the cure to his relationship is in or around my vagina.
I just got my poem back from the prof, there's a sticker of a girraffe on it and it says "you're awesome!" ... How can this even be considered real college?!?
it was really bad. he went around saying "I want you inside of me" to everyone.
The bad decision stars are too close to aligning to risk this tonight.
So how much of last night are we going to pretend never happened? Enough to stay friends?
there is nothing worst than getting kicked in the face by a stripper
I realized after pounding back 151 and head banging into each other to "the drop" of that dub step song, that we weren't meant to have boyfriends at this point in time.
Get your clothes on you are our DD for the night. The usual three way payment
He made a deal with his real estate agent called fucking in 50 properties for sale
I don't know where I keep finding these guys, but mi power bottoms es su power bottoms.
I would rather suck a dick or two than go there
I mean, you've had my nipples in your mouth now, so I think we've reached a certain level of friendship.
Adderall went through the wash. Took it anyway. Wish me luck.
in mid sex he pointed out my great gatsby tattoo and we started discussing themes and metaphors from our fave fitzgerald novels
you need to stop fucking English majors
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