Grinding on my ninth grade teacher. Dreams really do come true
When she sits down, she uses her fat rolls like an arm rest.
i secretly love the power trip of being their RA & busting these idiots for everything i did as a freshman
I feel eeeverything like there's a rhythm and everything can be felt w/o ever touching it. And it's beautiful. Sunshine or raindrops it's like orgasming. Everything has a taste.
It's just a matter of time. The ball is in my court. Soon to be in her mouth.
Take in how we used all the shot glasses in the bar in less than an hour
I don't fucking care about the convenience of not having freudian slips. I spent 2009-2011 screwing around with 3 different Daniels. 2012 WILL be the dawn of a new day
How about a mike?
Already had two of those
I remember it because it was right after the sadness and right before the sluttiness. The calm before the storm if you will
If I got everything I wanted in the world, I would have been forcing soup down your throat hours ago
I asked him to make me two boxes of macaroni and cheese. That's like eight servings. How did I think that was an okay amount.
It was bitter sweet because I woke him up with sex but then I peed in his bed with him in it
That awkward moment when you are on your way to ICU and the only sympathy gift you can think of is beer and whiskey
Sitting naked in my bed eating leftover Mexican food drinking coors light.. Can it get any more single than this?
The fact our science teacher from high school was buying us drinks and hitting on me doesn't matter.
Are we allowed to ho on the roof?
Randomize
