Why can't we have signs that automatically flash on our foreheads that say not interested when gross ugly guys come around, like those glasses that get dark when the sun comes out?
I have a story that starts with Nutella and ends with sex in the laundry building at RIT.
Gross thing of the day...i got cum in my new boots
his receeding hairline makes running into him so much less awkward. almost enjoyable actualy
He was like a Bill Nye the science guy of sex....he was telling me things about my clitoris that I didn't even know
i took it, then realized you live 3 ours away. but if you start driving now, im almost positive I'll still be hard
We had to coat check the pizza.
Like, I just want to be naked rolling around in soft things.
I sent "Rawrrrr" to 151 matches on Tinder. I feel like thats a substantial size of the DC female population.
I think I might get 604 tattooed on my ass tonight...
I'm disgusted with myself. I feel like I need 10 boxes of Summer's Eve and a baptism.
We just broke up and deleting his dick pics is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
But the real reason your aunt is drunk crying is because she has already had four margs and went for a 5th and someone is trying to stop her
you need to drop off my dinner before you go see him because i'm not gonna wait until you're finished fucking him to get my damn chinese food
She complained to dominos last night for hanging up on her, and then she wrote "fuck you dominos" on the receipt when we got our pizza
So we are banned from the campus dominos
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