this study room smells like vodka
the study room thinks the same about you
I think we need to stop being best friends, its not good for our vaginas.
The sweet smell of jungle juice and bad decisions is calling our name.
drunkie insisted on stuffing the rest of his scrambled eggs in his pockets before we left ihop. we really should have left a better tip
You called him your tasty little crouton. Which actually wasn't the weirdest part.
I couldn't find my shirt this morning so I stole one from his eight year old sister. Slutted up my outfit quite a bit.
Last time i was there we saw the window of the pizza place we were at get busted, we were pulled out of a taxi to be questioned by the cops, and we peed outside a waffle house. I'm in.
He must have sensed I was about to trade him in...he's really stepped up his sex game
I let my daddy issue flag fly free last night.
What is soo wrong about a house of half-naked people hugging each other and laughing?
The pinata full of drugs?
he'll always be the guy that i fucked on the bathroom floor
Give me an out of order sign and caution tape and we can have sex practically anywhere.
I've had more sex since the twins moved in than I'd had in the previous four years. They are the best wingman ever.
We were driving past a farm when he screamed at me to stop the car, then he jumped out and tried to ride a cow.
I just sold Adderall to a priest, im not quite sure how I feel about this situation
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