home. puking in laundry basket.
sometimes when i'm walking through campus i wonder how many of these people have seen me puke
i couldnt tell she was wearing a bumpit until she started giving me head
im the poster child for why you shouldnt play beer pong with wine.
we talked for like an hour, i feel like we really bonded. i mean i was simultaneously giving him head but you get the point.
I havnt even moved into my new place yet and there's already a county sheriffs card taped to the door with my name on it asking me to call him
I just got a booty call..Its 6 pm..a brave attempt to climb the rotation ladder..I like his ambition.
I just realized that two weekends in a row we ended up in a bathroom with two different boys asking us for a threesome. does this happen to everyone?
I will pray to the gods of eye bleach for you
Trust me at the end of the night there will be queso smothered places you didn't think it could be smothered
I started rolling down the window so he pulled into a gas station and i puked all over the side of the car while some dude stared at me. I waved and we drove away
you kept saying "i will not *breathe* regret this *breathe* in the morning *breathe* i just gotta remember *breathe* to BREATHE"
I was gonna respond but i couldnt figure out a way to rearrange 'fuck his brains out' to sound grammatically correct
I'll accept that I'm a woo girl. Just not the drunk cowboy hat wearing bar mongering twat bag type
It's not just going to appear. A lot of blood, sweat, tears, and leg work went into finding a cock that amazing!
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