What are you doing?
High. Watching Billy Mays infomercials...
That guy could sell me cancer.
My vagina smells like strawberry tangerine twist.
we have a love-hate relationship...we love having sex but hate waking up next to eachother
You did not just nickname me "Nipples".
he went to have surgery in the morning and apparently they found lip gloss on his dick
I liked a picture of him with his pants around his ankles, if that doesn't say I'm into you, I don't know what does.
Based on the time of Sean's "I'm on your street" phone call last night, we had sex for an hour and a half. Man, time flies when you're getting boned to an orgasmic death.
Rush week is fine, only the t-shirts are white and if it rains, the frat boys in their lawn chairs will be treated to 800 freshmen girls in their first wet tshirt contest.
Welcome to college.
I don't really want to have sex with him, I'd just want him in a threesome. Does that make sense?
State dependent memory. I just needed to feel my teeth. It was like a fog was lifted.
I woke up and there was pizza slices on the fucking walls of my room
It's amazing where one well timed dick pic can get you in life.
Also my face is like def lowkey made of silly putty
One time she showed me her pierced nipples in our high school locker room and now she has a daughter
9 am booty call on your ex's birthday. Fuck yea
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