Just walk through the Honors dorm on a Saturday night. You'll feel better about yourself.
Sunday was the 8 month anniversary when you shot me in the face...just an FYI.
Where the hell is he. I called him crying for weed and sex you would think that would signal some urgency.
So his mom walked in the kitchen while I was sucking him off and just casually suggested that "I'd need a glass of water after that"
I was just hoping for a dick worthy of his established age.
So this is what you do on your hungover days off put your balls into an egg carton?
The window painters skipped us. They didn't know what to do with the giant SMOKE WEED in the window. So they just skipped it.
Texas awaits me. And all the cocks that live there too.
He was dressed as the 420 Easter bunny...he looked like a walking anti-drug campaign.
He started yelling "you tha man!" while I was reverse cowgirl
He was telling me about how he's leaving on his Mission next week... While we were having sex in the back of his car.
I'm never celebrating Galentine's Day again. It was a whorrific mess.
I just woke up, its 6AM and i'm pretty sure the guy passed out next to me is 70% ugly...
Omfg 7 hour sex session who am I?
PS: I think I'm in love
Ability to walk tomorrow tbd
I want to ride that like one of the Horsemen of the Apocalypse- with bourbon in hand and without mercy.
Randomize
