love how google fills in search terms for you, today for example, i ran a query for "why do girls get t"
and google finished it w/ "ramp stamps."
I felt less weird knowing others had searched this before me.
Forget about socially acceptable. Make me happy instead
so today in my theology class we brought up the proper way to have sex. so rough sex was said by the teacher...I said I know a girl that likes to be choked. sorry but everyone knew it was you
She asked me how I live with myself. I told her one night at a time.
thankjk goddddn taco bell uis open htis lateee!
you do know it's eleven in the afternoon, right?
he convinced the breakfast vendor to melt twix bars on bacon for me at 4am. he slurred every word. i think i found my prince charming.
Yeah, all the sudden I heard a loud "ding" and realized I had been passed out on the dorm elevator for about an hour....
His response today determines what state my vagina will be in this weekend.
You kept apologizing for not offering me some of your Whisky, which you referred to as "Jesus Nectar".
This is stressing me out. I feel like I need to eat the dick.
It's fine...I've done worse things to better people.
It's like, "you literally have no idea who i am but i definitely slept with your brother in your bed."
my last clear memory of the night was being offered a shot but having so much alcohol in my hands that someone literally had to pour it in my mouth for me. after that it pretty much skips to waking up face down and shirtless on my floor.
There arew tilmes ina man's life when christmaas. THerew are times in a man's lfie when drunk texts from a bathrom hyufgirto. So, you know, merry chriastmans.
Taking care of a girl who just peed on my floor so tonight is not a good night for sex
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