that's just what I need...drunk ass people throwin hatchets in the dark.
I've decided to film a documentary centered around how he manages to keep that beast caged in such tight pants
Nobody needs to come anywhere. Except on your face.
I don't understand how he can't hear himself snoring, but he'll wake up to me sneaking m&m's from my junk food stash beside the bed...
i regret nothing . he quoted dr. suess . he deserved that bj .
aparently i pased my english final. I don't even remember taking it.
He is the Donovan McNabb of stuff up his ass. Tell me that tomorrow. Too high to remember.
When his Irish accent comes out my uterus hums. Or some productive organ down there, I'm not sure of the logistics
Umm, ya, half our class is sitting in starbucks passing around flasks. Yes, flasks. Plural. Going to join them, we're all giving oral presentations in 20. Go hard or go home.
My car smells like beer, you're here in spirit
adding to the list of how to lure in freshman boys: take dogs for a walk, yell at them from across the street, sit on the curb at 3 in the morning sobbing
He invites me over too FucK and i wind up eating 6 jimboys tacos with his roommates. While he waited in his room. Maybe next time
Apparently hitting a bong with your mouth half numb is hilarious but frustrating!
Remember Christopher who always sends me pictures of his penis? Look to your right, boy in the blue.
if I dont text you back in 10min assume i am in fact still dizzy and injured myself in the shower. and call an ambulance. thanx.
Randomize
