I vaguely remember telling people they were not trash cans
its like whenever the snow comes all the hott girls drop out of school. where are they
I woke up with fried rice in my sweatshirt pocket came downstairs and found all the chicken in the fridge gone. I'm THAT roommate aren't I?
i was able to set 4 alarms to make sure i woke up in time for class but i couldnt take the open beer out of my pocket before i did cartwheels down the hall...
Can you pinpoint the moment you decided it was acceptable to trade blow jobs for beers or was it a gradual slide?
booty call birthday vouchers, best idea ever. it's like giving a present to myself for someone else's birthday.
I just started talking about my sextoy because I wanted things to be normal again.
I think I've forgotten how to blink. Help plz?
My trash can accurately represents my weekend: Bojangles wrappers and magnums.
I mean obviously I like your dick... Jury is still out on you but your dick is good
Your life is quite full of dick lately.
It really is!
My only contacts are booty calls or the club hockey team.
fyi: first time in five days i havent washed my birth control down with liquor. when are we going out tonight?
My lack of taco bell is hindering me from seeing the good part of that situation
I am high. And my mom surpised me today. Now i am high and with my mom....bad idea
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