I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
1 in 5 deaths i nrussia is alcohol related. GO MOTHERLAND
Its what im here for. Critiquing penis photos.
This guy either needs to stop touching me or buy me another drink.
I let a guy with dreads drive my car, then demanded he take me back cause I don't let strangers drive my car, while repeatedly apologizing for being a cock block.
We make out exclusively when we're drunk. That's like a relationship for me, right?
It feels like eating ice cream while riding a unicorn over a rainbow waterfall made of glitter.
That is possibly the gayest thing that was ever thought of by anyone anywhere.
So not the biggest tits he had his cock between. He could have lied.
Come to office depot with me I need help picking out a daily planner that will help me keep all of my casual sex dates organized.
You ran through a field yelling "I'm frolicking! I'm frolicking!" Then fell on your face. How is your nose today, doll?
I hope. Last year I got lost in New Orleans and some guy named Cookie walked me home while I cried.
i mostly like you because you have a nice nose and that's an important trait to pass on to my future children
i just passed i guy i once let listen to me masterbate on the phone...nyc is not big enough
I just walked by a dude at the gym covering himself in olive oil.
You kept apologizing to your car for talking behind its back
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