well you can't waste a boner
I think my mom's writing a book called how to fuck with your kids when you know they're high
I was high enough to understand and function with 'flip' while playing brick breaker
Damn. I don't think I could ever be that high.
This adderall has me convinced I'm an Econ major.
I don't think going to Relay for Life and painting our faces while everyone stares at us is a sufficent late night after the bars.
I have pictures of you scratching against the sliding glass door on your knees screaming how you felt like a lamb.
Vodka shot parachutes
Fucking utilizing a thrid story dorm room
Sex-sore abs and my workout pants have gravel stains on the knees. It's like the workout of shame.
You seriously don't remember crying about how much you miss your mom right before we hooked up?
I know but we're going to blackout city so it'll probably be warm there
For me the most fucked up part of last night was that I know for a fact that you were sober. But your dancing was a close second.
He is a sex God. It lasted more than an hour, and I don't remember how many times I came. I lost count at 57.
They gave me 4 meds at the health center and said not to take alcohol with any of them. Guess ill wait until tomorrow to feel better.
I'm sorry but it's something you and your A cups wouldn't understand.
I'm still thinking about that amazing orgasm last night. I literally heard angels singing "Hallelujah!!"
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