This is some kinda fucked up sordid doggy brothel peepshow bullshit.
This isn't the rejection hotline, is it?
After that we used the in-room hotel coffee pot to warm up some queso. it was brilliant
i felt obligated to tell him happy birthday since we trashed his house and i fucked his friend in his basement
i have a feeling i am the only one who can successfully pull off the "slutty kentucky derby" look.
I was so exhausted I thought about using my deep throat spray to stop my coughing.
Whatever. I just smoked another bowl so I don't care and wow I just noticed how fast my thumb moves when I text. I'm amazing.
It was close. I was the girl scoping out where all the garbage cans were located in the class just in case.
This is why you don't heavily drink before 2 midterms.
I hate you so much right now. You got us kicked out of my favorite bar because your drunk ass was hogging the Bluetooth jukebox and would play NOTHING but that goddamn skeleton song. IT'S NOT EVEN OCTOBER YET.
Spopky scrzy skeletonssz
my balls were so many shades of blue last night I could have used them as paint and replicated the entirety of Picaso's blue period. The girl was an art major I feel like this metaphor is appropriate.
the fact that you have a guy named the "i want you to tie me up and fuck me" guy speaks volumes about your life.
I feel like we need to find him and explain that if the two of them would just fuck he'd understand.
yeah but really his dick tasted like soap. like i was blowing a bar of soap
Not sure who they are or where we're going but they just bought me 3 tacos so I'm staying.
Yeah. I fucked her boyfriend, she knows, and she still wants to keep dating him. That's love.
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